life and death

when a person is alive, we fail to notice her presence.
but when the person is no longer there, we start to regret and miss her.

i wana cry, wista cry, but since that day onwards, i forget how to anymore..
lost the way to vent frustrations..

was happy everyday, but i dunno wads so happy
under that super high exterior is a little girl who has forgotten how to cry..

so many things, so many obstacles..
after maneuvoring thru so many hurdles, there bound to be a time where she will fall..
crashing into the hard solid lead..

pain.. something so frequent its nth new anymre..
blood.. no longer threatens her..
bruise.. she had more scars..

to cry is a blessing..
u can show how u feel..

the worst thg in lifr is not being able to express how u feel
not noeing how u feel..

the unknown..

my fren.. cherish crying.. for i no longer noe how to..