I'm kinda sick, with mild running nose and sore throat. 
Yesterday I went All Saints' Home to do voluntary work. 
Ahhh..
Now my father asked why I'm down with flu, was it because I went there. 
It meant to show that I can't take care of myself. 
I don't want it to be that way. 
It simply means that I'm not independent and can't have things my way. 
I feel so confused right now. 
What's with life? 
I don't know. I don't know. 
I need someone. 
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