There are times ....
People expect me to always be strong.
I try to be.
But there are times when I don't want to be as strong as a teak tree.
There are times when I just wanna lay in my bed, close my eyes and let people do their work without me having to help them.
There are times when I just wanna hide from the world and have some nice me-time, not socialize with people so that I don't have to put those fake smiles on my face.
There are times when I hope that I'm invisible so people do not ask me about things I'm tired to answer, do not have to listen to their problems and give suggestion or solution, and let me busy with my own business.
There are times when I wish to runaway to a faraway place, maybe a village in a small city where nobody knows me. Then I can write all day long, from dawn till late night, without disturbance from anybody.
There are times when I'm so tired to be strong, when I'm so exhausted to be a person whom they depend on in many things because they think I have everything and am mentally invincible.
And there are times when I'm feeling an urge to find a real shoulder to lean on, arms to hug, hands to hold. I always cling to God but there are times when I really need other human beings so that I can take a rest for awhile.
As my friend ever said, maybe sometimes we have to show our weak side so that people stop expecting too much.
I try to be.
But there are times when I don't want to be as strong as a teak tree.
There are times when I just wanna lay in my bed, close my eyes and let people do their work without me having to help them.
There are times when I just wanna hide from the world and have some nice me-time, not socialize with people so that I don't have to put those fake smiles on my face.
There are times when I hope that I'm invisible so people do not ask me about things I'm tired to answer, do not have to listen to their problems and give suggestion or solution, and let me busy with my own business.
There are times when I wish to runaway to a faraway place, maybe a village in a small city where nobody knows me. Then I can write all day long, from dawn till late night, without disturbance from anybody.
There are times when I'm so tired to be strong, when I'm so exhausted to be a person whom they depend on in many things because they think I have everything and am mentally invincible.
And there are times when I'm feeling an urge to find a real shoulder to lean on, arms to hug, hands to hold. I always cling to God but there are times when I really need other human beings so that I can take a rest for awhile.
As my friend ever said, maybe sometimes we have to show our weak side so that people stop expecting too much.