but guess what?
I still am the same inside... everything is just tiring. to keep on moving.
tonight, I'm in front of my laptop finding myself getting lost in my thoughts.
this is tiring.
it's suffocating.
I'm still drowning.
i wanna drink. so i could indulge myself in my lost world.
a night like this.
there goes a river of tears.
it streams unshyly.
for hours it owns the eyes and face.
this is too tiring.
I don't seem to see myself moving.
there are just things that keep me pausing.
not moving.
in life.
and myself.
this is so damn tiring.
I wanna hike.
so high that I forget I wasn't supposed to go on.
as I don't wish myself the best.
it's fucking tiring.
I'm at my lowest.
I don't find comforts in anyone else.
he'll be frowning trying to understand.
wander my thoughts and unspeakable my words.