It's like, when I'm chasing or reaching for my friends, I don't really did it.
At the end, I just waiting and being alone after feeling the pain of chasing others...
and that 'pain' infected and affecting me to avoid my parents and siblings.
How should I put it?... it's like,..
When I said;
Don't talk to me. 》I'll hear. Just talk, I'll listen.
Leave me alone. 》 Well it's okay. Just sit quietly, would you?
I'm in good health. 》 nope. I'm feel like bleeding.
It's okay I don't really care.》I do care. It's hurts when you say that.
It's alright. I'll be fine on my own. 》 Can't you tell? I need help sometimes.
I want to follow my dream. 》 It won't happen. It'll never become real.
*Acts energetic and getting motivated* 》*low motivated, depressed*
Music;
It makes me happy. I enjoy listening to it. 》the lyrics are kinda understandable... maybe because it's really happens in my life...
...Whenever I give a positive reaction, in deep inside, I was actually giving a negative reaction.
I'm keeping the true meaning deep inside my heart.
Because I'm not allowed to be honest. I have to tell lies everytime especially to my parents. Theres no one I could trust or rely to.
I have to keep painful answer and sadness to myself and give a happy and cheerful laugh to this fake world.
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behind the cover
Non-Fictionthis not a fiction story. It's more like a diary that I want to share to everyone.
