Lost

i remember it was months ago when i was still staying at the hostel. i took the coach back from KL. i was at the Singapore immigration then i lose the bus to go back Beach Road. i was panic. i took bus to Kranji MRT. and expecting to stop at Paya Lebar. but when i reached Jurong East, there were no more service for the East West Line. still panic and i walked to the bus interchange to hope for a bus to Katong(my hostel). and with my shitty luck, the last bus almost went off. then i hop into the bus. and started to tear. for that long, i've never been so lost and lonely before. i cried on the phone.. thinking, i've never lost when i was alone before. i normally lost my way with somebody else... at least, there were people by my side. i could get people to fetch me when i was lost. at least i know there are people that could help me. but in foreign country, this country, no one is able to come to my rescue. i had to go through things all by my own. even there's someone virtually there for me, i felt something was still missing... nothing can take away my fear. i was crying on and on... sobbing like a big kid. i could have taken cab, but i didn't.. it's just the fear... that haunts me.. letting me feeling lost n down...... wondering why the feeling was so scary..... and so painful in the heart.

i'm such a big kid..... =/

thanks to the person anyway... somehow, i wasnt all alone without u.. those were the dayz~ sigh