leilakalomi
Connesso:
Quality is better then Quanity.
HIDDEN
Why must I keep my thoughts hidden away from people I consider my friends? Why must I hide how much I am hurt by what they say to me and about me when I am not around? Why do I feel the need to hid away here just me and my thoughts? Why do people you once loved and respected lie to you, break promises to you, ad lie on you, and when you try to tell them they hurt you why do they act like it is you that is to blame? How do you know when the time to move on has come? Why can't they see how much they are hurting you , or do they know and not care? Has the world really became so jaded that all we can see is our own desires? Why must I sit here all alone trying not to cry wondering where the utopia of my life just a year back has gone?