There's this very strong sense of sadness, emptiness in me these days. Tears could just fall for no reason I don't know why. A sad scene, a string of thoughts, or even a mere word could trigger it. I'm so tired of this because I don't like it. But perhaps this is what I started out to be and what I really am? I don't know. There are many things I can't or don't wish to find answers to these days. Leaving it hanging in the open may not guarantee anything, but at least it will stay, and not disappear so soon. It's sad, because it's coming back to haunt me again. I'd rather get out of it, and be someone people want me to be, although it may not be me at all. Because it's okay, and that's the way it should be.
If only.