Lost and sesat and lost.
Friends always joke that i'm a tortoise because i move slowly. Now i wish that i am. At least i can tuck my head under the shell, away from outside world. Until i feel comfortable to tuck my head out again :(
Everyone kept asking. Askking and asking. Asking and asking. No one seems to care about my feeling lost and pressured inside. So suffocated.
Incomplete metamorphosis. There wont be beautiful butterfly :( ...
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