Autumn is here..
I hear the sound of rain bum bum from the windows rooftops..
I m sitting here all alone still in my bed..
Angry at the world.. the world that has never given me any choices to choose from..
I am a human being, I should have a chance to choose what to do as my job, where to live, what to study, and so on..
But is it me who makes the decision?
No, Money is.. I was not even chosen because she had more money..
It's Autumn here, it's raining and I am drowning in my life memories of what I could do if I had ever given a choice ..
My eyes rained last night for the cruelty of human beings
My hair shed in the shower for the cruelty of aging
My heart died last Autumn for the cruelty of the lover
My life...
My brain is still working with my memory..my worst enemy.. making my dead heart to ache even more than when it died last Autumn..
Autumn is here..
Suffocating memories..
