Saturday, November 17, 2007
I woke up just to find that today is yet another day. Looking around,thinking of the what if's and why's.Thinking. Why am I related to these people? I know I'm not good enough to be related to them. Why am I left all alone? I know I don't qualify to fit in.
I realised,it only takes one person to open up and the rest will. I have done just that and it made a total mess. Maybe keeping things to yourself is good. But what if they just mountain up and you can't take it anymore? You blow up. Then keeping things to yourself doesn't sound good anymore.
I thought I was tough inside out. I guess I'm not after all. It proves that something so minor can make a person feel weak. So weak that they just don't know what to do anymore. Who they are. And what are they living for.
Habibah has died mentally. But she wants to build it again.
