The semester is over, I want to scream. Not because it's over but because why can't I be relax?
Why do I still need to do this and that. Why despite all of the heck here, other people seem so happy and enjoy their life?

I really don't know what I want
I feel like sleeping through the days

Is it really how adult life looks like?

If there is love, where is it?
If there is happiness, where can I find it?
If I can truly happy of everything, why do I feel sad now?

Oh why am I so insecure and pathetic sometimes.