Who am I? That's the million dollar question. I have trouble letting people in. I cover my discomfort, anger, and sadness with humour. If I smile if I laugh they won't see this broken soul slipping.I hate being touched yet I want it so bad. I want someone to hole me tell me everything will be okay that I don't need to hide anymore I can just let go but the ones that tell me only hide behind a mask of sweet lie and broken promises. I can't hold a relationship or a job because I'm always finding that voice feeling my head with dout. I'm always changing my mind always searching but never will I just stop take a step back and breath. The need to do better be better its so overwhelming that I just want to cry yet I can't out of fear someone will see the real me. So tell who am I?
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