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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