breaking point

i do not know if i can trust anymore...

i do not know if i can learn to trust again...

i do not know who i can trust...

i do not know why people make empty promises...

i do not know why god made my life so miserable...

i do not know how to end this misery ..

i do not know if i can carry on...

i do not know if this is my breaking point...

i do not know if i can face the future...

i do not know why everything seem so bleak

i do not know why my life have turn out to be in such mess

i do not know if there are other things worth living for...

i do not know alot of things

but something which i really want to know is

how can i die...

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perhaps... i shouldn't have survive the op in the every first place.

maybe dying at the point of time may be the best way for me... at least nothing like this will happen...

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who is willing tohelp me now...

none...

everyone is just so busy with their life...

i just too insignificant...

i am just too bothersome...

i am just a nobody

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i hate myself and my life...

i just hate everything