I hate to be doing it.
It is hard to tell the truth sometimes.
Perhaps, I know that telling the truth will affect another. I may not the first to talk about it and I know that there is no way I can hide it.
But deep down, I really felt very sad to be sucked into a situation which I hate to be in and having to confirm one's suspicion.
The adult world is much more complicated than what I can handle. I am not sure whether the fact that I am surviving now means that I will means that I will have the strength to carry one to fight the battle.
Somehow, I am quite tired of the world as my playground.
If I could put an analogy, I would say that the playground is no longer what I imagine it to be. It is no longer a safe place for me to wonder and explore freely. I now need to be careful of sharp edges and stones on the path way.
I hope tomorrow will be a better day.
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