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 "Can I.... Can I tell you something about myself, somethin g I have never told anyone before? Right .. Let me... Let me think about it, just a sec. A h, my life story, or my.. O r my family's matter ?, that would be interesting, right? You rather not know that? So... it is No..?  Ok, then how about my friends?  but.. I hardly got one tho. Or... My high school life? Phew! How I hated that place. Or maybe you tell me what you'd love to hear? I'll definitely tell you one if you ask. "Your lov..." O h, Nah! Nah! I cut your words . Sorry haha. Nooo ! not my love story.  Not.  My.  Love.  Story.  It's just that I ... I never... you know, fell in love.  Or felt the need to be loved. B ut.. there's this one time, when I was fifthteen, I have huge crush on this one senior and that's all.  Yeah. Really. No confess. I do nothing.  Some people tell me it was kinda weird, but I ... I don't know. Should I told him ?  My friend like him too ...

You know, I know this one girl. She is so broken, in and out.  She's been mentally abused.  By who? Oh, by herself. Ain't blaming anyone for her own uncounted flaws.  She was a cheerful girl. Reading was her obsessions, Laughing was her best talks, Dancing was her sports, Maroon was her number one colour, and Sunday was her favourite day of a weeks. But, it all changed. Everything changed in the blink of an eye. She thought once that it was okay, Okay when her first love disappointed her. But that long lost love that she misses makes her feel worthless every single seconds she breath.  Not to mention the fact that it becomes worse. One day after a day,  She went through the creepiest bit, ever.  Building up her wall every seconds , Shutting people who comes to her out , Once again, she thought it was the end of a minute.  But no, it leads to even more chaos.  She became the preeminent actor in the movie.  Not as a heroin neither a villian. Sh...

" I used.. to have this kind of night too .. didn't I ?" said the girl who lost count , for how many times her heart broke . She remembered that night , She turn her sight to the mirror in her room ,  staring at how tired her soul was , She could only think how haggard she looked like , With bags under her dull gloomy eyes , unkempt hair . wrinkled shirt she wear , stained face nobody care .   She remembered , How she used to have this kind of night too . The night when she couldn't help but wonder ,  be awake upon the feeling of restless and loneliness , upon the suffocation , When her awareness and consciences being crush down . It had been a while , But she had always knew , despite trying not to think about it , The night like once bring her down would some day come again , Bringing doom to her . It was because she hadn't resolved anything , Merely pulling through when it came for her before . She remembered that night , "Oh God ! It's hurt , please.....

I heard the cheer of birds . Along with the thunderstorm as the soft drip of the rain filled my ears . It was happening in slow motion . I remember hearing those children sing , laugh . Adorning the rain with them birds . And it was another day , another day to get soaked till your feet in the water , another day to hear the sound of the sweet birds , another day to hear everyone joy surround me . It was a wise choice . To live today as accomplishing something worth doing , instead of ending it . - lylaa 21/9/21

The light entered from the cracks that didn't heals. It happened when she least expected it . It filtered through her blind and showed her what the darkness hides . And that is how she saw who she was . And that is also when she remembered the beauty she once forgot . - lylaa 21/9/21