frustrate me.

Nope, I'm not going to scream. And no, I don't want to cry either.
But it's just so frustrating not knowing what to say when someone asks you, "what's wrong?"
When you say "nothing.." they force it out of you, assuming that there is something wrong. When you say "everything.." its all just the same. What do say when you dont know? When nothing is everything and everything is nothing? When you feel it inside that there is something terribly wrong. Something is bothering you but you don't know and you can't explain what.
What is it? A truth you can't accept? A lie you don't want to see? A hurt you dont want to feel? A love you cant seem to show? A cry for help? Too much pride?
What do you do when you fall in and out of mood swings? When you forget what the reason of your feelings are?
Why are you sad? Why are you angry? Why are you crying? Why are there no answers to these stupid questions that you ask yourself?
And then whats more frustrating is when the person that asks you the very first question that got you frustrated in the first place is someone that you don't want to frustrate- but end up frustrating them. Would they be able to handle you? Would they stay beside you to overcome these stupid frustration that only cause them to be frustrated too? Would they help you figure out why you're frustrated? Or would they frustrate you of trying not to be frustrated so they wouldn't leave you?
So you hop on the freakin; computer.
Frustrating about your frustrations.
And frustrating everybody else that reads it.
So frustrating huh?




PS. To the person that frustrates me and I frustrate, yet still stands next to me, no matter how many seas of frustration we face. I love you.

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