Empty

Am I trying too hard?
Or should I give up?
There is no respect produce from them.
Only me who tries hard.

Only bad words can be heard.
But where is those compliment I used to hear.
I want to hear it now.

Where is the girl that I met two years ago?
The girl that always laugh.
That always be the most innocent one.

R.I.G.H.T.
Resign
Is
Good
To
Hear

Where should I start?
Or...
Now I should stop?

I wished somebody could understand my feelings.

Actually, I tried to used with it.
But, It is still the same.
Where can I find fun?

Heaven?

I live life suffering.
Not enjoying.
I'm not perfect.

Everyday I woke up,
I feel afraid.
My heart was pumping hard and furiously.

Why did I do?
Is it every mistake I have to take?
Even others?

Where is my life?
.
.
Where is my life?
.
.
Where is my life?

I can't recall when was my last life.

For now,
It was not life.
It is hell.

But I am ready for more suffering days, weeks, month, years and many more.

I wanted to cut myself.
But I was afraid of pain.
I not afraid of death.
If my death was no pain,
It is absolutely great.

Die with no pain!
Great idea.

End everything or continue it.

If I continue it.
I might not make any inch of noise or moves.

I knew I have friends and family.
They will all support me.
Even if I died.
SUPPORT.

Can I call this life?
Hearing complaints and cursing words.

Looking to those eyes which me myself don't understand.
Does good humans dies first?
If it is,
I will try to be good.

Let me die first.

Why am I always that emotional.
Nobody understand.

Why am I always making the faces which nobody wants to see.
I dislike to smile.
My smile was not pretty at all.

I am not pretty.

Still being the emotional ME.