i still have yet to grasp myself.
sometimes i feel like giving up and letting everything go,
sometimes i laughed and enjoyed myself way too much,
sometimes i cry at the smallest matter,
sometimes i do the wrong thing at the wrong time.
sometimes i talked a little too much,
sometimes i feel angry at how people treat me,
sometimes i feel upset knowing things could have been better,
sometimes i irritated people without me knowing,
sometimes i find joy in making my loved ones laugh,
sometimes i feel my heart shattered when i cause my loved ones pain,
sometimes i smiled at myself just by looking at the sky,
sometimes i think how i can contribute and help the society,
sometimes i wish people can be genuine,
sometimes, sometimes, sometimes.....
the list will never end.
how can people understand me if i can't understand myself?
