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Thursday, September 28, 2006

ctrl + z

There's a piece of memory which i hope i can delete. If only ctrl z work on me. I am so lost with these memories, feeling all alone... and yet I'm glad to have them. Everytime I thought I'd let go, it just came flashing back and I'll feel abandoned. I am surrounded by a sea of people but yet I feel so alone, nobody knows me and I have noone to turn to.

During my darkest hour. something in august. When I received a phone call. Knowing that I might lose 2 of my family members, one being the closest to me. I had noone to turn. I prayed that they won't abandon me like he had.

If only ctrl z is at the palm of my hand, at the convenience of a click...

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