Wednesday, September 15, 2010

I'll walk this walk.

Today I thought too much, looked over my shoulders too much, searched too hard and cried so much. But I promised someone that today will be the last day I feel depressed and lovelorn.

Tomorrow, I'll smile like your little miss sunshine and continue showering laughters and nonsense into your life. I'll keep up with my funny dances and annoying noises. Come tomorrow, I'll stand up strong again.