Monday, December 14, 2009

Always not satisfied

Always unhappy

Always expect perfection


Sorry,

But I just suck.

I can't be your perfect daughter.

Coz' I'm born loser.



More hurt on top of what I'm having now.

What the hack.

It's still dripping blood and now,

there's more.

It's so hard to stop now.

Coz' I care.

That's why it sucks now.

But why it's just so hard to understand?

Or maybe, it's just me who still don't understand?


Unspeakable thoughts are accumulating the loneliness.


Different issues Yet Similar Hurt, Similar frustration, Similar tears