Another entry written on the train.

At times like this, I need god to give me answers. I need god here with me. Maybe I shouldn't have left him. Maybe god is angry with me leaving him. Is there anyway I can get a clear answer of what I'm seeking for? An answer of what I should do.

Since when have I turned into sucha person. A person with an empty head. I've asked the same question years ago, why am I brought here. Will you tell me the purpose? How many people who're dear, do I have to upset. Or am I just too not expressive. Or was it because I grew tired of being expressive because of the countless failure I get. That's not an excuse Miki.