if you tell me that you're sick.
if you tell me that you're mad at something.
if you tell me thay you hate everyone.
if you tell me you don't believe on people's words.
if you tell me that you're okay but giving me a faint smiles.
if you called my name and then say nothing.
if you asked me how my days going, instead of telling me what happened to you because you just so random show up after many days you're dissapeared without no traces.
if you smile so wide and let out a little chuckles when you tell a sad stories.
if you said you hate to let people know your miserable stories.
we can hate on ourself anytime tho, what's new.
you know i know how it feels--to feel like you nearly crumble down at any seconds.
reminds you that its okay to not feel okay.
i know you hate the sensations, you just don't use to feel weak in front of peoples.