Walls

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I know I have many walls around me and I don't have any plan to destroy it for a person. I'm tired of showing how vulnerable I am. Sometimes I'm thinking to start a new life and forget all the problems I have but I know I can't. I feel incomplete knowing that people from the past take pieces of me. Actually I feel that I am half. The half is with me and the other half is distributed to the people from the past. The walls that I have is made piece by piece. As I am thinking about all the happenings in my life, the structure of the wall begun. The walls have many layers and you'll die first before you can not destroy it. The walls that is created because of the nightmare that hunts me every time that I am alone. I faked all the things that I do. I pretend to be happy and joyous. I pretend to care even I really don't. I pretend to smile even I am broken. I pretend to laugh even there are tears. I open a part of me but it doesn't mean that I trust you. I don't even trust my family and my friends. In short I don't trust anyone. Obviously that's the reason why I have walls.

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