i just realised that:
tears are more powerful than words.
words, if expressed correctly, can be as powerful as tears.
and i wonder-
if people like me could not express words correctly, neither can i fill my eyes with tears of joy or sorrow, how far can i go?
when you take the expressway to one person's heart, did you really make it inside, or are you just trying to fit yourself in?
and what if you took the wrong train? how far can you go on making mistakes? how would you make it back there if you don't know how to?
when will you know if you're mistaken, and when will you know if it's the end of everything?
will mistakes that goes so far ever be forgotten by time or by everyone? or by yo and me?
life, as a secondary school student would always say, sucks.
