Second thoughts and revelations.
They come back.
Knocking on my doors.
Asking me the same questions again.
Some things i choose not to say.
Not because i dont trust ppl ard me.
Its just that i prefer to bottle things up in me.
Unless u dig the truth out of me rly rly hard.
Or you're somebody i love.
Im just a normal human being.
Except for love issues that i occasionally share with ppl that knows whats happening.
fuck love.
nobody is worthed tears. nobody is worthed being nice too.
except that bullshit.
I have normal day-to-day fights to face.
Normal decisions to make.
Taking breathes just to stay alive.
I face my own problems too.
Just that i dont tell.
Or prefer not to.
perhaps that why i dont like crowds or noisy places.
away from all the voices i face day to day.
i prefer to have some peace from time to time.
*insert vulgar language of self preference*
