to do what I do, I really need high level of patience. indeed sometimes, I have to breath deeply in between the lines as I speak. it sucks though you can't spell all the anger for future sake.. or even old time sake (if any). you want to cry so much, but you know your tears won't bring anything but weakness in you. so, here I am. sat in silence, try to compose myself and hope to find a reason to make me smile for the day.
and worst,
all people who really matters to me has to put up with my ego and tantrums each day for I have to remain compose in front of them who in reality does not deserve it.
Tuhan, adakah talian hayat untukku?