If you would ask me on why am I still awake, I'd say I don't know. I just felt the urge of writing again, of what I'm feeling at this particular moment. I feel like a mess, I always have been. I feel like all that I've done, all of them was wrong and it feels like I'm not getting it all right and I keep on making the same wrongness again. I just don't know anymore.
There's just so much going on in my head right now. People. Disappointments. Pain. Sorrow. I always feel like I'm in a trance. Like I'm in a never-ending cycle of joys and pains. There's just so much things. I know that I'm over-thinking but I just couldn't stop. I just don't know what to say now. Now that I'm writing. I couldn't write the next thing that's been bothering me. I don't know why.
I always have been a disappointments, with people. I guess that's just me. I always feel so lonely even if I don't have to be. I always feel so alone even when I'm not. Something makes me hate everything. I hate everything that surrounds me. All I want is a piece of mind. All I wanted was to be alone in a place when people don't mind If you scream so loud.
You scream your heart out until you have no voice to scream. I would love that. A place when you can think and run from your problems just for a while.
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