helpless

I am always so helpess when i am with you...

failed to meet my own expectations, my projected image, the me i want you to see and perceive.

helpless to see you nick there, avoiding to appear online.

helpless of what to send over, and if you will ignore it, or find it to be just even a little bit of annoyance.

helpless to know what you need, but can never make them happen despite my promises and desire to.

helpless to see your picture, and feel helpless...

helpless to know that i will regret all these later...

helplesss to know this fact, but cant fight the truth of my character, my life.

helpless to realise from time to time that actually maybe i do not really feel this way.

helpless to know that we won't be seeing each other next sem.

helpless to want to organise something, but always hindered by time and schedules.

helpless to not able to live up to my promise, myself.

helpless of not being to let you know all these.

cos' all these may not be true, and they may hurt you more than he do.