Dont ask.

when will that 'one fine day' come?
its tiring me out, seriously.
give me a reason to believe.
i wanna voice it out, but i dont wanna make it worst.
i dont wanna remind you.

i thought it'd get better, but it didnt.
i think my life is in a mess now.
i choke on my own assumptions.

tell me its only pms acting up because i cant find any other better reasons.
suddenly, i just wanna sleep my life away.
suddenly, i just hope my spine miraculously becomes straight.
suddenly... so many suddenly(s).

i think im afraid to face up to reality.
i hate to see changes.

ciaos.
what a way to start off a morning by emoing.
remember, dont ask.