at the beginning.

i'm not sure where i got the tears that's streaming down my cheeks, i'm not even sure who's causing all my sufferings. i never asked for anything, all i wanted was someone who understands me, the one who knows how to treat me right.

i'm not a girl not yet a woman, and so i do not deserve all the pain that makes me oh so weak. i hate everything that reminds me of you, don't blame me if i haven't moved on yet, let me remind you that i have loved because of shallow reasons, but everytime i see you happy in the arms of another, i can't help but cry.

i am weak., i am insensitive., but i don't care !

hell with you all.