A little girl

There are several things stuck in my mind.. I want to write about those things,, but I can’t..

I want to write,, my fingers just can’t stop typing,, but I have no ideo what to write.. Am I in a good mood? I wanna say,, no.. am I in bad mood? not eitther.. I guess I’m just bored..  I need something that can make me smile..

My friends,, they have their ‘fun’.. actually,, I guess their already have someone to play with or something.. I’m not sure..

I just feel someone that usually spend our time together,, slowly walk away from my world.. it is not because we are fighting.. It just because she has her maybe I say her love..

My best friend in Indo,, we can just chat online or talk,, but we can’t do that much..

Yea,, I guess I feel lonely..

in my cold room,, with my PC.. I want to continue writing my novel,, I just can’t.. I know what the nest thing I need to write but my finger won’t type it.. there is something missing.. I’m trying to figure oput what is that something..

I wanna scream,, so then I can express what I have in my mind..

I wanna spike the volley ball.. so then I can just let evrything out..

I wanna laugh,, I miss the time when I could laugh  without thingking those craps..

and I wanna cry.. so then,, everyone can see, I’m not as strong as they thought.. I’m just a lil’ girl who is lonely,, missing her families and friends.. I ain’t as strong as a stone as they thought.. I am really just a little girl..