Hello, buhay pa ba ako?
In the technical sense of the word "alive," of course, I'm still alive. I'm breathing, moving and thinking... everything a living man depicts. But deep inside, I feel shallow.
Is this what happens when same things occur everyday?
No, not exactly the same things. But when you think about it, the routine is still identical. School, home. School, home. And since nakikita ko si crush everyday, it's like a part of the routine na.
My life is stale. No, what I see is not staleness. It's change. I'm like, moving to my dark side?
I don't know. I'm not sure.
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