I remember I woke up in 23.10 pm last night, but I feel kinda strange in this clock. Ohh I remember, its october, and that clock show me the dates of my birthday. But, hey I feel so sleepy again after remember this. Because I remember another facts about that dates. I never feel somethin' special on that day. Because no one ever remember this in their memory. Its just like being forgotten. Its hard to admit, that I wanna be the special one on that day, but it never happen. Hahaha I'm just laughing when I remember this. I feel that day never be special by the others, includes me. I feel that day as same as another day, never being special. At the first time I feel this day wasn't special maybe its hurts, but now I feel it isn't hurts, because there's nothing special on that day. Maybe its too much pain I feel this alone and I don't know I could share with who. But I never hate this situation.
Why do I need feel this special but the others not?
Hahahaha I'm just laughing when I remember this day
I hope someday I can find the cure of my wounds on my heart
I'm sleepy now, I just wanna sleep again
bye...
