let me weep.

there are times when u feel like crying as much tears as possible..or screaming as hard as ur tongue can endure..or destroying as many things as u could..or running away as far as ur legs could bring u..sometimes u prefer to be blind than being faced with the cruel reality..there are times when u feel like giving up and u dont give a damn on the world anymore. at some stages, death seems prettier and more promising than the life. and that is when u chose to move. move to the other side of the world. move to the death's life. i dont want a chance. i just want to be figured out. i'm tired of running and hiding. i wanna be discovered.

please let me be the weak one this time. i'm tired of taking care of others. i'm tired of playing the strong one. i'm tired being the person u can lean against. please, let me weep. let me...

a criminal or a me?

where to hide from your closest and biggest enemy, which is yourself? where to run from your own self-esteem? getting tired but there's no end for this. i feel like a criminal. am i really a criminal? based on whose judgement? i'm running now but the destination is farther than yesterday. wonder why. is it me? or is it the world that has gone wrong? no idea. tired. need some rest.

night.