irony...

This seems familiar... tonite seems to be the same as one of the many nites long long ago... when it happens, i stare blankly while on the journey back home.. and my mind is filled with many images, that doesnt stop my heart from feeling squeezed and my eyes occasionally weary by the heavy tears just at the border of my eyelids...

I checked again and again... there was nothing so I felt alone.. I blame it on stress and harsh facts... or maybe I just can't change...

Am I coming to the same realization again, just like a year or two ago? Though there will be deprivation, there is needless to worry about making everyone hurt....