sometimes you forget im nineteen. sometimes i forget what it is like to cry. sometimes things dont go the way you want it to be. sometimes im sorry i have to vent my frustrations on you. sometimes i just dont feel like switching on my phone. sometimes you just wont understand. sometimes you feel so happy one moment, so sad the other. sometimes you get so pekchey, you give up altogether. sometimes i dont make you happy at all.
but most of the time, all the time, i do not know what i want to do/be in the future.
i know how wimpy/wussy that seems. but i really do not know. and the way you are asking me to find out. it just hurts so badly. my heart aches to know that altogether you do not understand what im going through.
when cracks appear. it appeared once. and it appeared a second time. i dont want it to widen.