today outing

as usual go for attachment. tired week. mark by my sir . had to ans his stupid Q. had to smile to him even i am sick of him. don feel like blogging. don have the mood. i think i am broke now. wan to cut my hair. but have to wait until next week. i think i getting lazy this few week.

getting sick of every thing.

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I'm almost dying every night. Endless tears fall down. But don't worry, I'll hide it. Tomorrow, it will not show. But don't you worry, I'll lie again. I'll be the girl you think you see. I'll carry on like nothing's wrong. Be the girl you want me to be. These smiles are harder to fake. I'm getting tired of trying each day. To the point, where I almost break. But don't you worry, it's all okay. Not one shall know. How a pitiful & worthless soul I am . I'll act like nothing's wrong.