April sucks.
Teardrops on my guitar
But without the guitar,Instead,on Emily's shoulder.
Oh Pete, the teardrops just fell,and fell, as I stared into space.
I lay on Emily's shoulder,and she stayed still even though my tears just keep falling,
and wetting her shirt.
Thanks. Lol.
Curious stares of those in class didnt affect me, as I just burried my head between my legs, and see wet spots appear on the floor. All of us then ended up sitting at the back of the classroom, having small talks.
All the comforts that I've been telling myself seems delusional. Ready to disappear anytime.
I need the real truth, the real comfort,then only I'll settle in peace. I can't go on like that. I cant seem to concentrate with anything I do. And yipee, the exams are inching its deathly hands towards us. How nice.
Today, bibiana made us write a composition on how we've changed as an individual.
I wrote that I became more mature and 'hard'. HA-HA.
Also, I'm more prone to tears. And sadness, which seem to just engulf me more and more.
During recess,me,nicole,qiuying were CRAPPING about 'What If Nicole lands in Hospital?'
HAHA SHHHH.. Great question to ponder about aye?
Oh well.
I've been having continuous bad weeks. And I know that things are just going to get worse.
I cant breathe or think at the moment.
I wanna turn things around.
where were you,when I needed you so bad?