12.50am at Zhong Ren's house and I'm wondering if I'll ever be loved.
All I want is to be taken care of for once.
It's tiring to always be the one taking care of others.
James Liew pretty much hit the nail on the head when he asked if I'm always mature.
I don't always want to be; mostly my circumstances require me to be so.
Some day, though, I'd like to find someone who is strong enough to take the driving wheel with greater permanence and take me on a ride.
Maybe that's why I subconsciously feel so strongly against getting a driving license. Not that I'm not confident of my skills, or that I've anything against being able to drive. It's just the strings that come attached with it.
Instead of being driven, I will have to drive others around, and admittedly I'm already doing more of that than I'd like to be doing.
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