HAZIQAH!

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Here we go again.
Don't it feel all too familiar, Dad?
We're back here again.
4am, Ambulance, Changi Hospital, Ward 14, Pills.
Aren't you tired? 'Cause I sure am.

And this isn't like all those other times when I was younger.
This time round, Mom ain't as strong as before.
This time round, my brother ain't here to help her deal with this.
This time round, I feel like it's all up to me.

I've said it before and I'll say it again.
I'm not even strong enough for myself.
So how am I supposed to be strong for everyone else?

And please. I know you guys mean well. But don't tell me things will get better.
Don't tell me everything will be fine.
I've been through this for half my life now.
It always get better but only for a while. A few months, maybe a year.
But then we'll be back here again. Trust me.

& 10:34 PM
Prince& his 1000 sexy sheeps