我睡不着的时候,会不会有人陪着我
我难过的时候,会不会有人安慰我
我想说话的时候,会不会有人了解我
Wallowing in self pity. And a good night's sleep erased all the pity I ever had. Erased all the troubles. I love how my mind always refreshes itself just like that.
It's cruel that all relationships play a big role in one's emotional and mental state, yet it's always something that's so hard to depend on. Why do we all get played like that?
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