A Toy, I'm Not.

don't tell me you did not send those messages.

don't blame it on anybody else.

i don't know what you're up to, but i'm not a toy.

not a toy that when you wanna play, you play.

if not, you just chuck it aside and kick it with all force.

i'm really tired of all these.

moreover, you're nothing to me.

perhaps, just a friend.

what you left with me is nightmare of the only night.

i tried to forget and still treated you as my friend.

guess i'm too silly, cause i'm just a dirt.

i hate it.

please be gone and not haunt me like that.

i don't need you, or anyone like you.

A Relieve of Heart.

it's so nice to have someone really there to listen.

someone who really understand.

she knows everything.

though, we don't really meet that often.

maybe once or twice a month.

but she knows everything, and not forgetting much about it.

i know i can always tell her everything, she don't judge me.

thanks for being there.

i start to daze off every now and then.

drifting into the thoughts of losing.

it's an unknowingly thing.

i can feel my heart aching every now and then.

reasons unclear, yet it seems like my mind knows it all without my acknowledging it.

it seems like i'm separated in within.

moodless and numb,

there's nothing much more to say.

i'm tired.