December 18, 2010

DOWN

I wish I could go to this place people called it far away.



I felt emptiness.
So bad that I could cry each time I think of it.
I can lie to people around me,
but I never could do it to myself.
People never see me as who I am when I'm alone.
I cry so bad, throw bad things, harm myself,
doing stupid stupid things,
they never sees that.
To them,
I'm a girl who always jokes around, make people laughs,
said funny things, always happy that nothing could bother me.
Because I never show it to them.
More accurately, I don't want to.
I don't want people to see me that way.
It's okay if I just keep it to myself.
Hurt alone.
That's better.



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