almost the wheel of the year..

I've passed that crossroad, have bitten that apple, got stuck in those room of mirrors and finally found a way out of this labyrinth.

daytime became daydream, and midnight become nightmare.

I'm going to that wal-night now..

numb

i'm not fully happy, but i smile

i'm not fully sad, so I hold my tears

i don't have many assignment, but i'm feeling exhausted

i do live every second of my life, but i feel empty

i still talk, but i feel lonely

i still have friends, and sometimes with my inner-self

i listen to music, and it drives me with happy and sad moments

i still eat, even just to fill my appetite

i do appreciate myself, for surviving these far

am okei, cuma mati rasa siki