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The deeper my wound is, the more I'd try to laugh it off & say I'm alright. But deep down I know, all it takes is for anyone, even a random stranger to come up to me, place a consoling hand on my shoulder, look me in the eyes & say "I know you're not alright so don't tell me you're fine. What's wrong, really?" to make me break down.
This time round, it's different, I'm different. I don't want to turn into the person I've decided to become today, but I'm left with no other choice. When you let no on in, you hurt less. So does that mean forcing ourself to keep everyone out, we would be happier? Or we'd just feel more alone in the long run?
Whatever it is, life goes on & I shall move on.
This time round, it's different, I'm different. I don't want to turn into the person I've decided to become today, but I'm left with no other choice. When you let no on in, you hurt less. So does that mean forcing ourself to keep everyone out, we would be happier? Or we'd just feel more alone in the long run?
Whatever it is, life goes on & I shall move on.
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