HAPPY MERDEKA!

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Yours Truly

SELAMAT HARI MERDEKA!

Its Merdeka, what are you about to do? Stay at home like me? Party outside like everybody else? Spend it with your family? Well Im feeling sick, so Im staying home dying in pain. Dont ask what pain.

I just cant stop thinking about the so call ''Happy Ending''. Why do I keep thinking about this?

You might see not this,

But I do,

I think of you night and day,

Wandering about one thing only,

You might think this is doubt,

I believe my instincts and my sense,

Everyday you hop around the world,

Everyday the thoughts of you in my mind lure,

The hours turn to days,

The days turn to months,

The months turn to years,

The years to to centuries,

You have no idea how I feel about this,

You have no idea how this feeling can pull you down,

You feed in me and you live in me,

You decide to do whatever you have to,

I never once stop you though my heart breaks inside.

I can never guess or console your thoughts,

The whole matter seems to be of who is the stongest,

Who is the more dependent one,

Who cares less,

The matter also includes how I am insanely crazy,

And how you're perfectly doing fine without me,

The whole matter even describes how clueless I am,

How twisted my words are till words and sentence,

Dont seem to make much sense to anyone.

Who can I console?

Who can I talk to?

My best friends are away,

My family cant relate,

Strangers dont know the updates,

Oh my lets just keep it straight,

The only way I can fend these frustations,

Are through continous conjured verbose writing,

You shall never understand the complexity,

The ambyss that stares into my soul,

The foundation of this broken heart,

My doubts are not doubts,

My doubts are merely fragments of the past reflecting upon us now,

My fragments are my past,

And my past is something painful.

Maybe Im asking too much?

Maybe Im just not making any sense.

Maybe youre tired of reading.

Then lets just end this fairytale shall we?