close
On the last day of 2010, I am still runnning away from myself while running up to a blurred, vague, uncertain future.
Till the end of the world--
Till the end of my world, will I remain alone and lonely? Will I ever become the kind of person who is as independent as could be? Will there ever be someone who would collect pieces of me and put them together?.... I am not sure whether this loneliness is out of my choice or it is so because I refuse to choose. I am not sure about things very often these days.
Keep breathing, keep thinking--
or perhaps keep breathing, stop thinking--
Goodbye, 2010. Goodbye, dark thoughts. Do not come back to me too soon.
Happy New Year.
Till the end of the world--
Till the end of my world, will I remain alone and lonely? Will I ever become the kind of person who is as independent as could be? Will there ever be someone who would collect pieces of me and put them together?.... I am not sure whether this loneliness is out of my choice or it is so because I refuse to choose. I am not sure about things very often these days.
Keep breathing, keep thinking--
or perhaps keep breathing, stop thinking--
Goodbye, 2010. Goodbye, dark thoughts. Do not come back to me too soon.
Happy New Year.
全站熱搜
留言列表
閱讀 (6)
