This is not good
The feeling I have now
Reminds me so much of my Jetstar days
I don’t feel like going out to see anyone
There seems to be judging eyes on me all the time
If I turn, the person behind me is probably passing comments on me
I dread going to work so badly
Feels like waking up in a hospital is better off lying in my bed at home
At least I don’t have to turn up for work the next day
I don’t need to expose myself to those people whose heart is so malicious
I want to run away from everything
Desperately
Please give me something to cling on
Before I lose myself… …
