So I meet the Sun today .It's shimerring light shone right through my face and turning my hair from black to a slight dark-brownish coloured , as it's speak for it's always there to guide people and give hopes. After a while waking up to see the moon,this passed few days.It's pale light had left me sighing ,knowing that a day passed and wasted from blinding my eyes out in the messy bed.
Last night I cried unknowingly . That dream came again ,the utmost fear that I will overcome in a few days .It's like ,i'm being spit by people ,my pride hurts , and i'm feeling miserable all the way to my throat just because of a piece of slip .
I know it's too late to do anything ,I wonder if i still have hopes?
