Nobody knows. They dont know the thoughts I think, the dreams I dream, the feeling I feel. They just dont. And it's not them, it's me. I just dont tell you everything and lay my heart on my sleeve. If you think i'm a stupid and oblivious girl, someone who just loves to talk and get attention. It's not true. I'm just comfortable around you. In reality, I'm shy and quiet and scared. Scared that you might find out my past, or scared that you will never know. I've been through things that I never want to tell due to shame and guilt, but want to tell to get the pressure of my shoulders. I can be oblivious, yes, but I think more deeply than you know. I understand and have learned things, things that make me wiser and older than I actually am. You can ask, and I may or may not tell. But you need to ask me before I open up.Maybe you think you know. You see me and say, "Sure, I know her." Do you really? Do you know I don' allow myself to cry for my own pain, but tear up when I see others in pain? How sometimes I wish I can just leave, and come back when i'm happier. To no longer be a burden. If you got to know me better, you'd see that i'm a totally diffrent person that who you might think. Or you assume you know. "She's told me everything." or "I know she doesn't like to talk." Are you sure? Did I really tell you everything you need to know? Do I really not want to talk? Maybe i'm scared to open up, and you just need to ask.
I hope that after you read this, you wonder and reflect. Cause no matter what you think, you'll never truly know about a person, until you try.
