bitter
When I eat, I taste bitter. When I think, all the bitter memories come out. Even why pray all the bitter thought pop-out of my head. I guess every adolescent who goes transition into adult must have difficult time, so probably I’m not alone. It just feel different when I was in high school, maybe because I wasn’t mature enough but thing that make me confuse I guess it lies within myself.
When somebody (especially a boy) turns 21, his society consider him as full fledged "man" therefore they expect him to behave as a mature person. I guess I’m a little bit left behind, sort of like not ready to grow up yet, when I still look the world in awe. It could be I’m having "Peter pan syndrome" (I hope not). It is not I hate to grow up, because believe me being children forever is disaster I guess I just need someone to talk to, I do not ask much, I do not ask you to be my "garbage" (taking every complain I make about love even though I no longer do it so often because I know life is sometimes at the bottom) it is not too much to ask, isn’t it ?
