It's just one of these days.
Feel so stress when I can't solve some question.
Then when I stop, I just think of life.
It's also one of these days.
When I wish that I was better with words.
Some time it's easy to think about it.
But when it comes to actual doing, it just falls.
And there's also this thing that seem to blockade the brain.
Thoughts get stuck.
Hands stop typing the text message.
Backspaces and cancellation.
Can't get past that block.
Just what do you want to say.
Is that so ridiculously difficult?
Maybe you're just afraid of how it might turn out.
But it's been really really long.
You're in this imaginary spatial part of me again.
That seem to have the capability to move me back to the past.
Where things were simpler.
Life was greener.
And through this comparing, life always seemed to be darker now.
Bring me back.
But this time,
Not through time.
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