There's many things I don't know and I don't wish to know.
In the end, they just cast me away. Guess they're right, a child picked from the garbage.

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I'm puzzled, should I stay or go? But I really want to stay and move at the same time.
But I don't know uh, I live with the days coming at me.

So right now feeling emo, restless and nostalgic. It's kinda bad to have this kind of feeling added when something bad happen at home. At times I really wanna leave home, I'm tired.

Feels like this blog is the closest person to me the I'll tell my sorrows and envy. Be it a relationship, family, work, crush etc, etc..

Sometimes I asked why am I even born in this world, I can only bring sorrows to other people, can't live with my own life always in controlled and planned, curfew which I hate. Who will know how I feel. Who will? Only God knows. Aleast God gave me the ability to read my future, I can foresee what's gonna happen next. So far nothing good.

Tough live wilson. take care.