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alone
I'm sad or perhaps I'm just bored. But for all we know, I could be both.
This is why I didn't like it; Being alone with nothing but my own thoughts.
Because then these voices would come crowding inside my head, and my heart would start to ache. A lump would form in my throat, and just like that, I'd feel suffocated.
I would cry, I would want to let someone, anyone, know about my pain. But then no one would come, so I'd have to save myself.
It'd be foolish to wait for someone to rescue you, to wait for them to save you. It'd be like knowing the truth, but settling for a lie.
So, at the midst of it all, I try not to break, even though I already am.
