feels like....

Allah... you know that I wanted to give up but I still want to try.

Allah sometimes I think to end up my life but how about them?

Sometimes I think, I just have to hold my head up high, blink away my tears, and say goodbye...

sometimes I feel being separated with the reality, with the people...

I face the problem that I never thought before and I don't know how could it be..

I feel like the weight of the world is resting on my shoulder.

Allah... I need shoulder to cry on... I just want to close my eyes, I dont want to face it anymore..

I just wanna say ENOUGH!!!
If the world was like a paper... I would thorn the bad side..I would erase the bad side...

Now, I feel waking up is hard to do, when I have to face the reality, but sleeping  impossible too...

nobody cares of me, they say they being hurt... they need justice.. how about me?

I need it more...I deserve it too..I deserve better too...sometimes I just want to disappear, and see if anyone would miss me or  find me out...

Allah... you know what they don't know..

if this qoute would remind them....

"Too often we don't realize what we have until its gone. Too often we're too stubborn to say sorry I was wrong. Too often it seems we hurt the ones closest to our hearts, and we let the most foolish things tear us apart."