theres nothing much to expect.

guess all i can do is to sit here and see others being happy while i sob alone.

so whats today, next month and even the month after next.

its all going to be the same, all the same.

the worse was that outta all the days, im hurt on the day ive anticipated to have filled with happiness.

perhaps it was wrong to even expect anything out of nothing.

a sign to carry on my life

yeah, perhaps.