sometimes i just feel like rushing into their arms. cry intop their arm. tell them that i still need their love. i still want to hug me tightly and tell me that they still love me.how i long for this. how long has it been that they have never hug me. and kiss me and tell them they love me. ever since i went into the secondary school life, i have treated to be an adult. everything i do, i need to hold some responsibility, how i wish they are there to protect me and tell me. "it's ok girl, never mind to have failure, we will always be there for you." how i wish they are able to pamper me to sleep just like what they did when i am still a kid. i dun wan them to grow old. i dun wan them to leave me. i dun wan them to fall ill. i dun wan them to suffer. nobody really know what i want. don't even say my boyfriend. how empty i feel sometimes.
why aren't there something that i can do without worrying the consequences of doing it. why arent there somebody i can fall to when i am in trouble. i guess that is my life. that is what nobody will expect queenie low is actually such a miserable one. everybody must be thinking that she is always a stong one. no matter what happen, she is there to help someone. but tell you what. i just need your attention. if i am a quiet girl out there that doesn't do anything.
i am not the brave and daring queenie low whom everyone know. i am always the one that think of something great but never get it done. i am always the one who say i dare larhs. but then at the very last minute i back up. i am a miserable girl. if i don't date anyone out. i will be the last one that people will think of, if they want to go out. or maybe they don't even want to think of me. that is my life.
i always acted like i know eveyrthing just because i want their attention. i am not like my little sister, who know how to cuddle into their arms and tell them I LOVE YOU. i am not like my little sister who know how to please them and make them get something for me. i am not like my little sister, who has the look and never worried about getting fat or letting others to say she is ugly. i am not like my little sister. i am just nothin if i do not put up a strong front.