there's this day when you put everything aside, settle down, think things through. the things that were said, the things that were done.


sometimes you laugh and brush it off. sometimes not. you hear yourself scream inside, but you can't talk about it. you don't know where to start. well i guess some things are better left unsaid.


you tell yourself to smile, you smiled. you tell yourself to laugh, you laughed. you tell yourself to love, you loved. you tell yourself everything's gonna be alright, but it didn't turn out so.

what you've got is not what you wanted. what you thought you could have, was not yours and may never be yours. you feel sore. nothing much can be done though, so you go to sleep in hope of waking up to find that everything's alright. the next morning you wake up finding yourself in the same bed, with the same life. nothing's changed. nothing.