Sometimes, my mind is always occupied with why's. Why is there no one to make an effort to know me better? What they know about me is just a scratch in a surface. Is it really like that? What you show people is what they will know about you? I hope I'll find that person who could open me up without me holding anything anymore. I always have these dirty little secret that I've kept to myself since I was kid. I swear I'd never tell, and it always eats me up but now, I'm ready to be free of all my demons. I've been holding onto it for so long and I want it out of my system. I know I'll never forget it but I need to move on. And I need help, maybe someone strong enough to be my hero.
-Plain Jean
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