I fell. I cried. And no one lend me a helping hand.
I felt useless for one second, and the other, I was laughed at.
Yes, I practically fell, in the rain. Heavy rain. On the stairs. In my sick condition. In my tattered old pants. And in my bad ever mood.
All I could ever say at that moment was,'How can I be punished like this when I've done nothing wrong?!!!'
Everything was ultimately wronggg!!!!!
Or probably was I?
I hate to be like this? I wanted to cry my hearts out, but I don't have a shoulder to lie on. I wanted to scream and shout, but I'm in no position to.
I don't want to be sick, but I can't control myself, in fact, I can't control everything. From A to Z, I'm falling, drowning, to a world, where I'm completely lost. Lost to the world.
I felt really scared. Really terribly scared. I needed the warmth embrace, I'm longing for.

Why am I so afraid to crash down and lose my heart again
I don't know, I can't see, what's come over me
Why am I so afraid to break down and lose my mind again
I don't know, I can't see, what's come over me

Everyone, I'm sorry.