I Really Need A Break.
I Need To Cry It Out.
If Not, I Don Think I Be Able To Carry On.
I Need A Shoulder To Rest On.
If Not, I Will Once Again
Behave Like I Used To During My Sec1 Period.
I Don Know Whats Happening To Me.
Maybe I'm Just Unable To Move On.
I'm Struck In The Past.
I Don Know What To Do Now.
To continue whatever we are doing,
Or to stop all the contacts we have.