Lost

Many times, I don't know what I'm struggling for, nor what I'm waiting for.

Over and over again, I am neglecting myself. For I already had the answer that nothing will change despite how many advices I had received from many people who cared for me.

LOST!!

Mask

Sometime, I may seem happy, cheerful, telling jokes around and laughing on each other.
Deep down ...frustration, confusion, depression had never let go of any single chance that they can find to slip into my mind.
So much that I felt lost, craving for light to shed on me and pull me out from this abyss, yet a vain.

Tho, I had learnt how to masquerade.
Telling myself that if there is one thing I can do to bring laughter out of people.
I shall endure.