hiccups.
sometimes i do not know what i want.other times i do.
call me a woman.
call me a softy.
it's the feeling of being ill in your own world.
u wake-up, sleep and that mind running weight of work..
tiring it is.
i do not know what could be of the better state these days.
i count my days, i dream and wait.
but i have lost that view of what's ahead.
before i just can't wait to get out of one slump'',
now i am out. i can't wait to get out of another?
or should i learn to rephrase my life.
if only, i could wakeup with a clear mind and a warmth smile.
the word LIFE gets harder as we grow older doesn't it?
breathe.
pray.
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posted by Cinds @ 12:02 AM
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