That night you sent me a short message. Since then I took my bed for days.
So weak to move to anywhere. Only want to once again listen to your voice.
But I finally recoiled. I wept for a long time. Till I could bear no more tears.
Everytime I realized I could never see you again. That made my heart hurt.
I moped my time away like this. Until one day. I tumble upon my self in the mirror.
Who would love a dowdy girl like this. Yes I want my self to be cool and brave.
To be sharp and pretty
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