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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