remorse

they dun knoe me…

sometimes I find it hard to believe how can u live under the same roof with certain pple yet emerge knowing nothing about them. Perhaps it’s the withdrawned behaviour exhibited by some. Or perhaps it’s their fake smiles and laughs that they throw from across the room. Its radiance illumininating a minimal distance, its effects short-lived. Is that how we’ve been living our days? In an empty house tt’s so cold? I guess this is how the story goes. It hurts even more so when words are spoken absent-mindedly about how one should or should not behave. If 20 yrs of living under the same roof hasn’t helped to understand each other better. I guess nothing wld… maybe its my fault for putting on a front. One tt is well-disguised, devoid of feelings or emotions. Yet inside of this hard wall lies a painful wretched soul. She wonders to herself when will they ever come to understand her pain, see thru her mask tt she refuses to peel off. She wonders for too long.. her mind adrift. She floats away, disappear into nothing-ness.