i want to do this and do that.
but the truth is just so cruel, for i could only choose to do things one at a time.
i'm so scared. so scared for choosing this and not that.
and if i choose this, how about that?
messed up
all messed up
why are there so many things to attend to in life.
can i just attend one at a time, without giving up on any?
this used to happen before, it finally ended.
for good times don't last, it happened again.
so soon, too soon.
when sometimes i thought the stormy rides have finally ended, i'm always wrong.
just like this time, it's nothing so different.
you used to be there,
to ease my life,
to make my life a happier one,
to feel happy when i tell you how happy i am.
no longer,
not anymore.
suffocate me.