Change.

Sometimes, I wish I just aint psychic.
Just wouldnt read too much into everything,
just live life blissfully, ignorantly.
Finally, you tried to put it into words of whats been happening this whole week.
You tried to laugh it off.
I can tell.
Its heart tormenting.
It hurts now, being in the place with the most emotions.
I cant pin point it..
The unspoken worries, I couldnt stay any longer.
I cant fight back the tears anymore.
Im sorry I've to leave,
I cant bear to face it.
I saw the disappointment in your eyes,
the sigh you let off.
It pierced even deeper.
I cant bear to think of whats going to happen next.
Im afraid, Im scared, I fear,
Im a sixteen years old teenager.
The question is,
What can I do.
Maybe its time to put some things aside.

Today, UJ asked me to write about change. Perhaps I found the right approach.
Anniversary, X-country some other day..
Im tired