Loneliness creeps in.
I can see glimpse and shadowy figures moving about, listening to the noises from the many wide acoustic blast, and the loud bang on the walls from nearby residence, the honk and drift from the traffic out the window, yet I feel lonely.
I blame others for my own misfortune yet I seldom act upon them.
Now I found another scapegoat to relish my trapped anger, and he willingly accepts it. I am not too sure when he would actually stop to tolerate any of this anymore, and choose turn and walk away. It’s probably the PMS I’m having, but then again, it’s been going on for the past 2 months already!
Oh well, Sundays are supposed to be those lazy Sunday. Cut the crap Suhana. Enjoy the rest of your lazy Sunday!
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