Sobbing like mad, I cant remember when was the last time I cried so hard for something. I couldn't catch my breath. Now my reason isn't because of company, it's because I can't accept the fact that I went through so much shit and I have to do this kind of work now.

No one to pour my sorrows to, what am I suppose to do?
It's unfair for me, why am I the one?

This turning point is too wide a turn for me,
I am tipping over.