At Times I Feel Low.
Complications. Deprivations. The pressure.
Oh dear god, let it rain money. A new wallet. A new pair of footwear. A new bag. A new set of contact lens. A new everything.
And all I could do was to window shop.
Why can’t things end like fairy tales. Why was I in constant delusion blinded by infatuation. Why can’t things be uncomplicated. Why am I still tight financially when all I’ve been doing was going home late finishing things up. Why can’t I have the freedom to live my life. Why must I be tied down to two years stooping to stupidity. Why can’t I put a smile on my face. Why was I in deep thoughts.
Well I tried running away from situations, hiding in my little corner, shying away. But it still haunts me.
Haksmic on April 21st 2008 in General Rants, Vie Privée
