You see, things may seem fine on the outside. An average girl who likes to hang out with friends and talks about the boy she likes, but that's not it. What goes on in the inside is what is killing me softly. Day by day, not knowing who to talk to who I should hang out with or even if the voices in my head are me being crazy or me over-reacting. I keep it to myself, not wanting to inconvenience others, but listening to them makes me wonder if they even care. If I keep going, it might get worse and people can see. But if I end it, what will I be? Who would care? God says he loves all his people, but if a man so high and mighty is there, why does he cause is so much pain? Why am I the one who suffers from society because I don't fit in and I can't follow what others can do? What am I to do when there is no one there?
