Walking on the wet road. I'm being counfused by my mind. I can't explain at all because I don't know what it said. Don't blame me now! I'm not the old me who could face everything. I'm getting down. You might say I should be the strong one. But the condition doesn't want to be my friend. I lost all my high hopes. I'm afraid of everything. Tonight, i've been thinking of the tomorrow's problems. Will they get closer to me? I'm now stuck on my bed, just listening to my daily music playlist. Thinking of the impossibility. Will i get a nightmare like i got last night?
My paper says "you are dumb, you can't do anything!", my pillow tries to laugh and the radio in the front says "you have got everything!". My bodies won't support me. As the change, I wish I could beg something. I need a hibernation