.

i'm finally fully awake.
after sleeping for the WHOLE day.

eating homecooked food by my mum.
been ages since i last ate it.

had a nightmare.
hope it never ever happen.


what am i to you?
what a familiar question.
i've no idea what to answer.



i must be a failure,
to let you slip off my hand.
one month,
over.

we could run away,
far away,
to somewhere where no one knows us.
it's too late.


can everyone stop questioning me??