It's like I'm stuck in this pit. Running in circles. I see the exit, but there's just no way to reach it. Round and round, round and round. Sometimes I love the tranquility, but most of the time, I just need a break. A need to break free. Yet there's something holding me back. Pulling me back. Just the fear of falling, the fear of hurt, the fear. It's endless. Perhaps it's time for me to just stay put. And remain in that serenity. Perhaps it's time for me to break free. Maybe, I shouldn't do anything at all. Too much thoughts running through my head. Too much reasons I'm looking for. Whatever in the past seems to be vanishing at this moment. Perhaps it's just me. I just expect things to be how I want it to be, and I get irritated when it's not. My limits of patience is running paper thin. Whatever happened to the girl who didn't use to bother about anything. Who didn't bother about any shit.. Why can't I seem to tolerate things now. Why can't I just stop judging and thinking.. Why the fuck.

Just too many things on my mind. Let me go. Every single shit.