I wonder if you ever thought of me when you were having the time of your life. I wonder if my absence actually brought you relief and freedom. I wonder if you felt happier without me.
It's like every single thing is pointing towards proving my invisibility. Why the drastic change? It's like with every passing day I'm moving further away from those fond memories and suffocating myself with inferior thoughts. Was it me who changed, or you?
I'm tired of feeling alone in a crowded room. I'm tired of chasing pavements.
P/s: I think I'm moving to LJ soon (prob during cny period) so that I can have freedom over my own privacy (hehehe thanks Quek for the enlightenment HAHA)
tired of chasing after things that don't belong, tired of struggling to impress, tired of trying too hard then falling so hard, tired of heartaches, tired of getting back on track, tired of facades; facades that last only to reveal the inside that you'd desperately tried to conceal
I wonder if you ever thought of me when you were having the time of your life. I wonder if my absence actually brought you relief and freedom. I wonder if you felt happier without me.
It's like every single thing is pointing towards proving my invisibility. Why the drastic change? It's like with every passing day I'm moving further away from those fond memories and suffocating myself with inferior thoughts. Was it me who changed, or you?
I'm tired of feeling alone in a crowded room. I'm tired of chasing pavements.
P/s: I think I'm moving to LJ soon (prob during cny period) so that I can have freedom over my own privacy (hehehe thanks Quek for the enlightenment HAHA)
