At night

Problems always surface at night.
Why? Even more problems surface at night.
I want to run. I want to hide.
This world is too ugly for me to bear.
I am worried.
And it's the worst feeling on earth.

I am afraid.
Why is it that you want to agitate someone knowing that his/her health can't bear anymore agitation?
Why is there no understanding?
Why is there no compassion?
Why is there no humanity?
Even the strongest girl, can fall and break down.
School's starting soon, and all of a sudden, i look forward to none.
If the night never end, or rather, if i can sleep on forever and ever.
Isn't that heaven?

Perhaps....
I see no brightness all of a sudden, i see no light.
The sorrow. It's hard to bear.
Listen to me sing. Listen to my sorrows.
I can sense her tears, i can sense her fear, even as she hides them.
As children, why can't we understand?