But I'll be there at the end and get it done.
I promise I will.
At least I don't smile, say yes, I can do it.
And forget or don't bother about it at all.
I'm not like that.
I don't do well with the formalities.
I don't do well with the making-you-feel-good.
I'm so much like my mum sometimes it pains me when I get annoyed with her.
It's like being annoyed with myself, and it hurts doubly bad.
I'm not sure I can take it.
Hello me, stop torturing me.
Take a chill pill. YEAHHHH.....one thing at a time, one day at a time.
I'll be there, right at the end. No matter what.
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