about….. losing half of my soul
i never thought i could be that mean…..
i cheated my best’ trust………..
i lose half of my soul…..
i hate myself….
i hate the way i was so weak…
i hate the way i couldn’t protect myself…..
i hate the way my friend broke my trust……
i hate the way the evil worked between us….
but, i really hate the way i broke my best trust……
i’m feeling afraid inside….
i’m feeling empty….
i’m worrying about the next day…..
gosh…
this accident has thrown me to my lowest point again….
i need all my best…
but this accident separated me from them…..
i’m getting phobia with that thing….again.
i’m getting phobia with a dark square room….. again.
i try so hard to throw that memories away……
i’m blaming myself…
………..and the evils in and around me………
i’m losing half of my soul……