Everytime I try to fly, I fall. Without my wings, I feel so small. I guess I need you, baby. And everytime I see you in my dreams. I see your face, it's haunting me. I make believe that you are here. It's the only way I see clear. What have I done. You seem to move on easy. I may have made it rain. Please forgive me, my weakness caused you pain. And this song's my sorry.
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I am not the person i use to be before.
I am not good enough.
I can't give you happiness or joy.
I cant do anything right.
I feel useless.
I feel miserable after thinking for one whole day.
I feel miserable for having flu & headache too.
I hate my mother for nagging at me to break.
I hate my parents for bringing up the r/s topic with me every breakfast, lunch and dinner.
I hate how my parents control me in everything.
I hate how life has become.
I feel like suiciding sometimes.
I feel that some other girls can be a better girl for you then me.
I think you have given up on r/s long ago.I think of sleeping and never wake up.
I think of crying.
I am crying.
I shall go and sleep now. Bye.