i thought i would stop.
seeing my mother like that.
i've been trying extra harder.

I'm still doing it.
but i try my best to go lighter.
so the cuts won't be obvious.
i know i shouldn't do it.
but it's tired to try.

i will persevere on.
i will try my best.
for those who care.
but sometimes the window will tempt me.
suicide?
no luh. shouldn't be.

i don't have the courage.
if i do,
i'd use it to continue living bravely.
which i ain't doing now.

i am unsure of myself.
why do i feel unhappy.
i mean,
i think my problems are mostly over.

everytime i'm angry i do it.
everytime i'm unhappy i do it.
seriously,
am i really unable to express them out openly,
like how i do so all the time last time.

dang. ;x
i want to go back to last time,
happy, carefree, immature.
primary school life.

which i know everyone wants.
life is always the same thing,
repetition luh.
but wadever.
we still have to live onn.

yep,
i announce officially,
i'm emotionally confused,
which is not equals to emo-ing.