"When your heart is filled with
Sadness and despair,
I'll carry you when you need a friend
You'll find my footprints in the sand."
- Leona Lewis, Footprints in the sand
EOYS. hahaha. i actually studied you know! (:
finished geography, fairly glad i did, since it's so bloody long, and lots of memorising. i concentrated for about eh, 2 - 4 hours, and gosh, my yield is this much. (haber?)
I don't understand. If you said you love me, why do you treat him so differently from me? Because he is much cleverer? Because he is going to be a teacher, when i have no aim in life yet?
Of course i have my aims. I don't want you to know them, because i have no confidence of achieving them. I want to be a doctor. Do you even know that? I want to be an artist. Do you even think about that before? Have you even seen my weird drawings, even one glance? No matter how ugly they were, at least you could just look at it, and give a little credit to whoever drew it. All you do is to demoralise me at times when i needed support most. I'm sorry i can't be as good as him. I'm sorry all i do is to make you worry. But what can i do? I love you of course.
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