why spill? why sad ? why depressed? that's just the color of life. but it was hard. when i was in that state, i don't know who should i tell, i really have no man who i can call dad, who can i share why i spill that night, for and i'm longing for it. i keep that only with myself for a long time. i must be strong for others, but peoples wont stop hurting us.
or when i story to my sister, she will ask,why? SPILL? i just can't answer, what should i answer because i really don't why i feel this way. tonight i got the weird feeling again. that wont stop disturbing again.
what should i do?
so, what should i do?
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