I guess this is what my life is all about
All that i thought i have
All that i always wanted
It somehow changed
I thought
They would always be there when i needed them
But i guess i am wrong.
Home isn't a place for me to return
What we call as comfort and getaway
isn't afterall what it is meant for.
Why do people treat me as just a sand bag?
I have no idea
Insignificant to everyone
But why would i give a thought for them
When i was insignificant?
I thought i could approach you
All i wanted is to ask you can you send me those picture you took
I am never a superman
i need help
But why do you have to scold me?
Was i a sand bag to you?
I am tired
Really tired of all this drama