I will let out all the feelings I've bottled up inside. All the red face moments I had to bear through at school.
I will feel pathetic. I will feel defeated. I will feel alone.
I will feel pathetic. I will feel defeated. I will feel alone.
I will let all the bad feelings consume me.
But tomorrow, I will wake up and I will forget all about it.
I will hold my head up high, collect my own mess and carry on.
Sudahlah Elsa.
La Tahzan.
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