
Sunday, September 6, 2009
it's raining outside. I'm in my apartment, 8th floor, alone in my room feeling the rain. Blustery wind is entering my room, just like a soldier that ready to go to the war area. The sound is made me feel tiny. The combination sound of rain and wind is now all over my head. It's 3 a.m. in the morning and im still awake and hearing these beautiful rains fall down to the land.
I was messing up with my life. I am. I supposed to be happy with my life now. But what am i doing? I'm just messing these things up. I'm a mess. I always blame everyone for everything. Like what i just did.. i blame my mom over my life. It's really not her fault that im growing up without my father. My father passed away and i cant blame her and ofcourse i cant blame God.
You know what? My life is perfect.
May be i am just a little girl who's not ready to live a life. May be im just a child who's not matured enough to understand the world. May be i'm just a human who's not getting anything over the situation in front of me. May be. It's a possiblity. Just a may be word.
♥our lips must always be sealed
3:15 AM