i keep telling myself i'm ok.
i keep hiding, i'm keeping anything.
like everything.
i guess no one in this world know.
even the closest person in my life.
i keep being a liar.
i keep making a wrong decision.
keep imagine a wrong future.
i keep walking like nothing happened.
but i feel like i'm running.
it's like my past time getting catched.
like i lost them because i run too further.
like having a thought i have to out of this situation.
i'm running but seems i left behind.
i get into the wrong ways.
keep walking in a wrong ways.
as it goes i get into place which realizing.
i wasted too much time. too much hours.
but not even a second to re-think
i've run too long.
like seriously i don't know what i'm talking about.
i am sorry.