Stressed

Stressed! Stressed! Stressed! I am kind of stressed up... I feel so pressurised. How I wish that I can get away... I really wish that I can get away... But I cant. What could I say? What do you think I should say?

I wish I can cry too... No one really know how much it is affecting me... Do you know? It is affecting me a great deal, alright!!! Like at my great-grandmother's funeral a couple of years back, I can laugh and joke throughout the funeral and would you know? If not for the funeral band starting to play music, I wont show. I wont break down and I cant stop crying... Never mind, you wont understand.

Haiz... I really need to get my perspective right, I think I have lost it again...