I feel like that bottom bread of this hamburger now,

with all the many different issues holding me down,

with all the many different issues bothering me,

with all the many different issues which I don't feel good over,

with all the many different issues which I need to do,

with all the many different issues which never seems to end,

but it doesn't seems like anyone understand,

or anyone bother at all,

I(wish) might as well be dead

I wouldn't wanna whine here,

because maybe things will be safer with me,

maybe I need a getaway,

maybe I can find a way out of all these shits,

maybe I will be able to find a solution,

maybe I can do better,

but... keyword: maybe

it sounds so uncertain, I hate this kinda feeling, SERIOUSLY

I'm gonna cry any sooner, if this hamburger's gonna get any taller

or shall I say a few drops of tears had alrdy fell,,

because my strength aren't enough to support