fairly tale of mine :)

dreams.

what is dream actually.

do dream actually tell you the fact in the world?

do dream exist or it was only you wishing upon it.

sometimes i dont know

weather am i in dream or in reality

i cant define it anymore

i dont know what is dream

i dont even know what is reality

i doesnt want to face all this in reality

but now.

reality seems to be dream.

and dream seems to be reality.

leaving in this kind of life.

is so suffering.

acting to be fine is worst than anything.

when people ask you about it.

all you have to do is breathe in and smile 

and say I'M FINE.

who else give a damn about it actually. 

even if im not fine. 

i dont know what i want.

weather to hang on or not.

i dont know. 

did you ever heard of plate or glass fall to the ground?

it has those crashing noisy noise.

but 

when this applies to your heart.

its totally silent.

and you have to pick up those pieces of heart and hurting your hand 

like how you pick up those scattered glasses. 

and hurt your hand.

is there anyone here can help me pick up those pieces of heart.

no one.

because no one can come into my heart now.

i have to face all this myself.

and stand up myself.