I always feel like the letter "k" in the word "knife".
Unheard.
Useless.
Excess baggage.
There are things that are much easier or better to leave unsaid. For me.
The reason why I always choose to be silent because I knew that they will not pay attention on me.
Well, they never did. All my life, I've been seeking for answers on my countless doubts 'cause I always feel like drowning on my own sea of sadness.
It's sad to say, no one tried to catch me.
No one dared to catch me.
Ohh...
Let's say, there's one.
Him.
He's the only one that I had.
Yeah, had.
I end up being miserable...
because of that TRAGIC NIGHT.
