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it wasnt easy to bring myself up.
it was hard to try being exuberant when you're not.
it was worst to try and barge in.
it was tough, as if there was a pillar pushing me back. back and far away from you.
thus, i tend to fall out and go with the flow. i'd rather stay away when im supposed to.
after all that PT, i was fatigue. life is so dubious.
first u'll be smiling and the next, you realise urself becoming mundane throughout.
but i must say, i am too exhausted afterall.
she make it sound impossible, however, it might be true.
im pushing myself too hard.
you cant deny that its the truth.



