Reality

i finally saw her, the little one, today.
no, haven had a chance to meet her.
i want to but do i really have the courage to do so?

seeing her photos is as good as slashing another cut on my healing wound.
haven had such a feeling since the day i found out about it
thought that everything will be fine after these years
but things never turn out the way u expect

who can i blame? no one
who can i turn to? no one
who will be there for me? no one
WHO? no one but myself