This is what I'm feeling
I would rather seal my lips than talking about mournful memories. I don't know, I'm just feeling a bit down in a sudden. You know, I don't actually love to talk about my school's life. Because I have nothing to remember about. It's something that would never get into my nerves and when people started to talk about how beautiful their day was back then in school, I feel like "Why didn't I have the good memories as you?" "Why couldn't I feel the excitement to talk about school days?"
Maybe it's because there's no good memory in there? No great story to be shared? or no good experience to be told? The answer is NO. and That's all. I could only smile, or laugh or maybe just saying yes, or no. I wanted to feel the same like what they're feeling when they were telling the story about their school days. I wanted to share the same excitement as theirs but I couldn't and wouldn't. Because I know the story would only bring tears and I'd sunk deep into the darkness.
*The school days I mean the primary - secondary. Exclude the higher education* /sigh/
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