i’m spinning round……. i guess… its all coz of this paranoia im driving…….. i still got maself packed in ma own world…… he got nothing on me…….. no one can hold ma lyf except maself……. now im in this condition… and i got all the symptoms…….  but no one can see me cry…. coz i wudn’t let it happen…….. a lot may have happened, but im still me…………. strong and confident……….. have to let things go back to where it usually belong, though it may cut me like knife……. not even a single tear wud fall down this cheeks…….. im loosing grip and dunn0 if how long cud i evah hold on……. gve me this security that i’m loosing now…… take away this doubt if you can……. made me go back to the old me…….. coz if not,,,, i’m sorry, sooner or later………. i mybe committing sme suicide………. not through ma lyf but through our lyf………………. i rem’ber you speakng to me ’bout holding on and believing………… gve me a valid reason for me to do so0…………….. i missed me….. bleed with a knife but still tears won’t fall down…………….