Tuesday, July 05, 2005
ENOUGH
Is not about stress
Is not about pain
Is not about telling you how I feel
Is about how to handle
Is about problems
Is about worries
Is about illness
Is about me
I am tired of this
I am sick of rubbish
I had grown to endure
Worst, I had started to hate
No words can describe
No actions can show
No feeling can be expressed
Nothing can help
No one can help
Let me go
To a place I long for
Till then; We will meet again
-Understand-
-Doubt so-
-Nevermind-
-You are just not me-
10:14:00 PM