Scars....

remember that scar?it happened on CNY's eve. The day u progressed hard, and the day that you fell hard. you could do nothing,but just sat there for the paramedics to arrive. You laughed the whole time.




Can you still recall the pain?when the glass broke and pierced through your hands,slicing a major gash. When they poured ice cold water into that open wound,and you were screaming like some fucked shit. And you had to begged the taxi driver to drive you to the hospital, cos' you only had five bucks with you.?

Do u still remember the pain you felt pierced through you? when she said something you wouldn't wanna hear from her. When she had to disappoint you, when all you know is that you loved her dearly and sincerely. You could do nothing.Except,to suffer.

When you looked at those scars,they tell stories of the old. But not all stories can be told.