Before I let it go, I demand all of you to retreat

Feeling tired again and again...

Thinking back, I don't even know how did I get myself into dis mess. Stupid, isn't it???

But, somehow,,, I know one day, in the future, I'll suddenly woke up in the middle of the night thinking about all of these... thinking about the past... of how it used to be... and suddenly smile...

If I don't say it, it feels as if it won't end... It feels as if it'll forever be like this...

But we all know,,, there's no forever... Forever had never even exist in the first place...

The smile

The laughter

The happiness

The satisfaction

The pain

The hidden tears

The damn painful words

If only they knew how painful it is...

Life is like a huge stage; whether you're willing or not, at some point you will have to go onstage with powder and makeup on.

Only, the roles we play are different.

but somehow,,, the powder and the make-up made me feel damn tired.

I'm tired being a clown...

If I were given a chance to let it go, will I let this go?

Maybe yes. Maybe no.

It's all a maybe...
for this is the only thing that tied all of us

and yet it also attached me to them...

Perhaps time is keeping all the answers hidden.

Perhaps...