26/10/2011
He is gone..dady is gone,I was his little girl..
already 9 years since he left..
my days are getting worse..am not happy at all..I chosen a very wrong long life
it was my choice
I mean,some how if dady was around me still..he will make it easier for me or at least ,I will think before taking a bad chose. ..
never, nevr gonna cope with it,I tried, but I failed..
keep on crying sometime with no reason..keep on talking with no body..
keep on waiting for the final day,there is no sense..
I was not like that..I never was that kind of girl..
today..I was about to chock with my tears..
yesterday..I was moving from one hospital to another..
the day before,I had pain on the left side of my body
So tomorrow, am waiting for a final day...hopping to terminate something..
Just waiting for tomorrow
No matter how small or silly it is,just finish what you had ever started......
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