::come clean::

i would love to escape. i dislike. i hate. i wanna hide from everything. the noise,the disturbance. i counld not concentrate. i'm failing and dropping. i cant find a place. a silent place to be alone. everything is in a mess. the noise again that creates stress and pressure. FOR ONCE i wish god would appear rite infront of my face and bring me away. once again, a silent place to be alone.

stop the talking. stop the noise. stop the ringing. stop the thinking. everyone is disturbing.STOP. enough is enough.

dun say.

just shut up.

let me live.