the only reason one should compromise for another
is when it does not tear the heart.
the reason why i am still swollowing the bitterness
is something i could'nt piece.
it really isn't torturous,
but moments of controlling tears and feeling so bitter, eats me up.
i keep wondering if it is pms. or is it my level of tolerance,
my immature self, my lack of courage,
my fear, or my incapabilities.
Each time, dad comments,
i really can't help but feel like wailing like a baby.
it was like the time where i had my firstlove.
i never teared, until the evening when dad said something
and when i answered back, all my bitterness outflowed..
i cried so hard. but felt so grown up after.
but unfortunately, this is not matters of the heart that makes u
sweet or happy. and growout of.
it is a portion of your living life,
should i even live with it?
what good does it bring?
i don't wish to see a softy' in me.
but how often i just want to fall down and surrender.
it makes me feel small and weak.
makes me feel unloved and upsets the soul.
i hope by compromising,
it does not make me one a grumpy human.
if it does,
someone please slap me hard and make me leave.
*
Thanku for making me feel not alone.
there is something that i learnt,
i can never bring out the upset when i see u.
i wonder why.
either you are annoying enough or i really don't want you to show you my bitterness.
or it is the comfort of the mentality that understands and settles me down.
but eitherway, it works.
and i am grateful for our friendship.
thankyou there..

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