It’s been 6 months,
and I’m still wondering why I’m still crying.
Everyone doesn’t know
why they cry, why they think too much.
It’s annoying, isn’t it?
We never chose to feel this way,
it just comes.
Maybe it’s just hard to ignore,
and easier for other people.
For me it’s extremely difficult,
but I still wonder…
when will it end?
I would just like it to end.
I don’t care if I’m sleeping.. If I’m having my own problems or if I’m angry at you.. If you need me and if you need to talk to me I’ll always be there for you. No matter how big or how small your problem is.. I’ll be there.