I always know that things happen for a reason.
But for this, I dunno why.
What have i done wrong..
I thought everything will be fine once i get through it.
I thought everything will be back to normal.
I thought i will be normal again.
But I'm only normal for less than a month.
3 weeks is all i'm given.
Its all starting to fall again.
That fear, that pain, that confusion.
I dunno how to deal with it all over again.
I can picture myself. holding and drinking down a bottle of detergent.
Dying away..
But i picture my families, my friends crying and shocked when they see me.
How can i be so selfish.
But I'm dying inside, I'm scared. I'm trembling deep inside but no one sees.
Being strong leads to deeper fear and disappointment.
I was strong for once, stronger than I could ever imagine to be.
I thought i will be fine.
But i'm not. I won't be.
Standing in the washroom, in front of the mirror.
I see my fear, I see them dropping.
I don't want to have to go through these anymore, please.
Take me away; from this cruel world.
