You see,
no one knows how strong I've been.
No one knows what I had to go through.
It's proven that I am Not weak. Sensitive, yes. Weak, no.
I think a Lot. a Lot I tell you.
But I don't really tell what's on my mind to people.
That's quite frustrating. For you, and for me.
I believe that everything is a phase.
I'm sure, insyaAllah, this phase will end soon.
Do not get me wrong, I'm okay.
I'm better now. Way better.
102 days. Let's do this.
(I'm dead scared but what else can I do?)
WHATEVER HAPPENS, HAPPENS
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