I'm sad that i feel left out at some point of time. Maybe i'm thinking too much, maybe they think i'm busy. I dont know where i stand, or maybe HEY.. i'm thinking too much.
You can say i'm lack of confidence especially with regards to that. I keep telling myself i will sore, i'll buck up but that lazy worm crawl onto me. Those things become some kind of habits i treasure, and i hope they will always stay.
Mum tells me i should be independent, she says i shouldnt care so much about them. But hey, i want them to know i care. Though i'm always the quiet kind, the-sian-look, emotionless face, bo-chap attitude doesnt mean i dont treasure anything.
Can you feel me? Can anyone feel me?
Damn, emo creatures crawling to me.