Pages

Monday 4 November 2013

'she' cried much.

'She' cried much.

I know 'her' very well
'She' didn't hold my hand when 'she' cried, 'she' didn't cried on my shoulders.
'She' want to take 'her' problems by own.
'She' wants to keep the problem itself, 'she' doesn't want others to know.
'She' knows, others will not help 'her'.
That's why, 'she' keep 'her' secret.

"Ohh, please don't cry."
I can't see part of my life will sad anymore.
Because 'she' is me.

Because 'she' is me.
'She' is my mind.
'She' is my attitude.
Personally, I couldn't persuade me.

Ahh.

No comments:

Post a Comment