Kitty Insomnia

"When my body refused to sleep, my mind flew away finding you, in the ocean of my thoughts."

When you say family, what does it actually means?
By blood, relation or mere fantasy?
Well, tonight......I've lost the real meaning of family. I guess....

What are family when you don't even get treated like one?
Or what does family means to you anyway?

Tonight, I miss my dad. A lot.
I cry......my nose is bleeding.....my t-shirt is wet.
I'm alone with no one to care for a shoulder on me.


I've always feel alone actually.
Not that I mind......but there are times when I envy those who have that special someone to talk to, rely on and pretty much about almost everything.
I have a girlfriend but she's all the way in India now doing her veterinary practical. I miss her too.
I have a bestfriend but she's all the way in Melaka dealing with architecture stuff.
I have a cat but she's all the way in Melaka as well.....sleeping.
Oh how I miss all of them very dearly.
There are time when I just wanna fly to meet where ever they are.


Ok, I'm no Super Girl and phones don't do much.
I can SMS them but we'll miss the whole point.
I can call but where's the fun in things.


I kinda feel left out here.
Help me. Someone....???
They say a smile can hide a thousand sorrow.
I'm doing exactly.
Or maybe a little bit more.....
I laugh....I cry.....
I put a mask on my face.
I learn to live, I learn to move on.
I notice life is not that great after all when you have all those suckers around you to deal with.
I feel like running away....far far away.....but where?
Fantasy land is not eligible yet....cos it's just fantasy.

I might book a ticket there but I doubt they accept me......not just yet perhaps.
I have plenty of unfinished business to do.
Like....having to play the piano for example.
Or ice-skate like Kim Yuna.
The rest.....I'll just let it drift apart.
Holding on to dreams makes me weak sometimes.
I'm a helpless dreamer.



I spend most of my time daydreaming.
Because the reality I'm living in now is just too hard to swallow.
I constantly feel hollow.....
Like an empty shell.....


I hope to wake up tomorrow with a genuine smile on my face.
Pretending is not fun anymore.
It hurts actually.....
Till I find the cure to my sadness, I shall keep on pretending.
I'm not a fake, no.
I'm just wearing a mask.







p/s: you might think that i'm silly but i think you're cute. =)

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