A tear-streaked face
I wonder how many will know
I wonder how many will care
I just want to go home

For the first time, I cried in the office. But I just have to bear it. I guess it's the illness, lack of sleep, thinking too much and hoping too much.

I've learned to let go. I've learned not to hope too high. I've learned to control and keep silent lest I create more problems.

And now, I've learned to bear.

I always think it's okay to cry. It's better to cry than to bottle it up inside which can lead to more sickness. So then, I just hide in the toilet and cry things out. Oh! How I wish I took leave today and rest instead. How I wish I was appreciated more. How I wish I can feel care and concern again. I miss my family and my house.