Tired.
I'm Tired. I'm Fed up.
Yet, I pray that I would wake up. Wake up to believe that it was all a bad dream, a melancholic nihilism of the subconscious. But the mind battles with these emotions.
A battle so tiring that the heart eventually loses all the strength and finally decides to embrace defeat.
Ayoko ng mag-elaborate. Pagod na ko...
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