Confused and Lost

It says 2.23AM as I started this post.

Never was I this lost. Even lying on the bed couldn't get me any sleep. When was the last time I had insomnia? I was pacing up and down the hallway, thinking through the ups and downs these 2 weeks. Many questions flash across my mind. How could this be happening to me? The more I think abt it, tears started to well up in my eyes.

I was staggering down the stairs and onto a cab to nowhere. Uncle, just go, please. I dunno where to go, or where was I. I can't even be bothered with the stares I am getting from the public. I can't believe I was defeated this way. I was deciding to come home or to have a night's out at my friend's place. After serious thoughts, I knew no where is better than home. Besides to trouble a friend at night isn't the best option

As I feel the sharp pain from the bump on my forehead that I'd gotten on my ROM day, I was thinking: it's funny how the pain didn't go away after so many days. And suddenly I made a decision. A decision that hopefully I could live with.