I realized that I've got no time to do any reflection ever since I enter poly.
And the time whereby I can actually do that is during the short 20minutes bus journey to school.
So don't find me weird if I ever decide to cross over for 184, and take a loop home.
I just need more time for myself. To think.
For the whole journey just now, I had been thinking:
Can I trust you again?
Because I hate the fact that I'm always there for you,
but you will never be here for me.
Not to mention just a tiny winy little bit of concern from you.
Not even once.
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