Am I nothing but a refugee camp?
Or even a hotel?
Time was unfreezed that night. Hopefully, it would stay this way.
However much I wish to keep it the way it was, it would never let me.
Its just so ironic. They don't need me, yet they do.
What do you want of me?
I am tired of this guessing game.
Or even a hotel?
Time was unfreezed that night. Hopefully, it would stay this way.
However much I wish to keep it the way it was, it would never let me.
Its just so ironic. They don't need me, yet they do.
What do you want of me?
I am tired of this guessing game.
Tomorrow will mark 78 absolute days left in the service. I am starting to give some serious thought to what I want to do before I go into my studies. If anyone got any job offers for the next half year can let me know. Anyway, I might not go into teaching afterall, was thinking of counseling. But, I still thinking about it.
Have you ever had the urge of picking up your phone to call someone, to share your joy or sadness if otherwise? But, what if you don't have someone that you could call?
Have you ever had the urge of picking up your phone to call someone, to share your joy or sadness if otherwise? But, what if you don't have someone that you could call?
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