Monday, November 21, 2011

I rather hear the ugly truth, than a beautiful lie.

I constantly wonder how my life looks in other people's eyes. Do they think I have it easy? Do they think I have nothing going on for myself? Or are the fascinated with who I am? The thing is that no one will ever know my whole story. No one will ever know the things I’ve had to overcome. Not even my closest friends, not even my own family. The thing is that people are so quick to judge now a days. You only see a person from what they want and allow you to see. I always try to look as put together as if can and I guess that's my way of hiding from the truth. It’s just that way, everyone will assume that everything in my life is okay, that I never go through anything. If only everyone knew how broken I am and how I’m holding on for dear life on this one last strand that's recently become very delicate. The truth is that no one really knows me. No one will ever know me and sometimes that scares me, because no one will ever know why I am the way I am.

3 comments:

  1. thats because you are not letting anyone in, so how can you expect people to know what kind of situation that you are in.

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  2. Didnt I told you how glad I am that you starting to write again.

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  3. Find a new friends. "Where the blind man can see."

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