It's 2 in the morning, and I've school at 8.30 later. I could barely close my eyes,maybe I'm living with guilt still. Everything started because of me and ended because of me too. Sometimes, I have to admit that I kind of disgusted by my actions. Pretty much upset with myself.
If I was offer an air ticket, I'll fly off right now. Right away. I don't wish to stay here any longer. Maybe I'm a sin. 2 weeks gone, I should feel better. Getting up my feet and start moving forward. But somehow, I'm still standing here not moving an inch and having sleepless nights. Paranoid?
I'm afraid of answering calls with an unknown number. I'm afraid of leaving the house during weekends. Simply,I've owe you a living, that's what I am thinking. I've owe you..
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