I know I was wrong.Maybe I am still.
I always believe everyone can have his/her own choices, there should be no force.
But when it comes to reality, I'm the loser!
I know I was wrong,when I thought there are exceptions.
I know I was wrong,when I thought I'd no longer be wrong.
I was happy,
I almost had nothing to worry about, cause there was a place in which I could stay calm.
Cause I had someone on whome I could rely.
And,I know, I was wrong.
I had my own problems, I would never tell them to anyone,
But who would care? since there was a place where I could stay?
I remember once,I told a friend(a good friend of mine):
"I know I'm not lost
I'm just alone..
I've nowhere else to go but
I cannot stay where I don't belong"
Who knows what the answer was?
"You can stay in ma belly, where you belong.."
I have to erase my memory.
I feel terrible when I remember these statements.
I feel terrible when I read The Diary.
I'm erasing my memory, by remembering everythings in details.
I know I was wrong, There will never be any exceptions..
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