Moving here to a new place seems fine and all, until you meet the people here. You feel different in your head, but you look the same as you have in the past. You know these people but they don't know you. They think you're mean and judgmental but you're just misunderstood. They don't know what you've been through and how it's changed you. They think they know everything about you but really don't know anything about you. So you put up these walls that people can't see, because you're afraid of something someone did to you in the past to repeat itself. People try to break it down but you're too scared to let them in. Some still try but others have given up and left. But those who stayed eventually got to know the REAL YOU. Not some sad, lonely, mean person you make yourself seem, so you won't get hurt the same way again. But those who leave will only see the mean, sad, lonely person, who you don't want to be.
