I'm not strong, I wanna to be strong. I thought I'm strong last time but when my Grandma pass away, then I know that I'm not strong, I can't stop crying, I can't stop thinking about it, even when I back to school and study, I can't pay attention on what my teacher talking about, I'm in my own world, whenever I heard anything related the death I will try to hold on to my tear, but not for too long, after a while I will continue crying, even this happen quite long ago, I'm still very sad about it, sometime I will still ran to toilet and cry. I did cry yesterday, not because I'm weak you know, is because I've been keep smiling for a few month, I'm tired of it, just to let my friend think that I'm alright, being crazy let them happy but no one know that I'm sad, but I'll try to stay more strong, smile to face all problem.
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