the record's stuck in the middle of the track.




faces everyday, just faces.
admin every moment. i'm waiting to be busted when my bill comes.
politics everywhere.
heart aches, helplessness everytime.



i can't see the light,
and it's only the starting.




spent beyond spent.
worried beyond worries.
soft like a tofu, ready to be walked over.
bottled up like a XX, emotions swirling beyond control.
(my mind's really f* up nowadays. i can't think straight, neither can i focus.)


sometimes i wish mommy/daddy had taught me what to do and what to say.
i don't think sorry nor any form of explanation is jutificable cos i noe i'm the one at fault.
really spent, really lost.