i feel miserable .
ever since u walked out of my life, i've not open up to anyone else .
i used to tell u everything,
now i keep everything in this small shell .
now it has cracked,
all the water flowin out,
unstoppable .
the scar u left for me,
no amount of love and care can fill it up .
u r first best friend,
i no longer hav the guts to confide to others,
it jus dont feel right .
why must u be so nice and great?.. now i cant find one better than u.
i sympathise myself .
i try to make others feel better when they are down, i try to console them .
i cant do that to myself .
everytime i told myself,
at least i still got a family, friends and studies which many dont hav .
but these lies doesnt work anymore,
and my mask is crackin
my cheery wide smiled mask,
the weary sad soul hidin inside,
cryin every now and then holdin on to all the troubles .
i broke down. i hate holidays .