There are only few things that can make me cry.
I hate seeing and hearing that people suffer.
I hate seeing and hearing that people are indifferent.
I do not what to do.
Sometimes, I felt the strong urge in me to sacrifice myself to serve everyone.
I do not know.
I hate feeling this.
I am starting to hate myself again.
Why do I still care for myself?
If only I could relinquish this self-obsession that I had.
Someday, I wish I am that free to follow what I really want to be.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
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