so much to say, yet the words don't come. i've already typed and deleted five entries either because they didn't sound right, or because they revealed too much. i have much on my mind, yet nowhere to unload. i busy myself during the day with school and tv and, well, homework, i try to abscond from reality. but as the day draws to a close, i cannot hide from myself. my head hits the pillow and when i finally stop, all i run from catch up with me and weighs down on me, suffocating me. the pressure forces a smidgen of water out of my eye, and a glistening trail is left across my cheek, ending where my head meets the pillow. and i realise how alone i stand in a world full of strangers.

all day i put up a facade, hoping within myself that this was my life. but all shows come to an end, and at the very end, i run but i can't hide. every day is a battle. i battle the fatigue of having to run from my mountain of problems everyday, never being able to stop for a day. i just need someone to give me the courage to turn around and take the problems head-on, and to either make it or break it. but i haven't met the person. the one who can give me the strength to face-off with my problems doesn't even know he's the one. so i run. and i haven't stopped.

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9:01 PM