

In truth, I have a wall beneath my walls.
It’s hard for me to trust someone fully, and until now no one has enable me to.
Once, someone I trusted told me: ” When you’re upset, you just curl up in a ball. “
I find this extremely true, though I refused to admit it.
I dare not let anyone know how I’m really feeling. This is horrible, because then I’m all alone.
And another thing, I tell myself that everyone is alone in the world. I tell myself that constantly, and sometimes I believe it. But a small part of me is actually clinging on to the hope that someday, someone will reach out to the deepest, darkest part of me and bring light.
I guess we’ll wait till then.