I'm tired, really tired.
It's like tripping over on a flat surface.
Drowning in a children pool.
Reaching for the topmost shelf.
Simple, yet unfulfilled.


Layer by layer, the shield is peeled.
What's left is just ugly truth.



I've decided. I'm determined this time round.
I'm happy with this decision.



Sometimes I wna shout STOP BOTHERING ME -.-
I want you out of my life and mind.