| It's not that I don't want to tell the truth, it's just that sometimes it becomes too complicated to be honest.
The truth in regards to myself is very simple. I am so very lonely and often feel betrayed by the people who claim to love me. Sometimes I wonder if I am going to keep heading down the road that I am and corner myself into a life that should never have been mine. I'm only young, but already I could have achieved so much. I have been too caught up in sadness, not dwelling, but the experience of sadness, because I thought that I could only be sure that life is real if it was sad. I have such a weary soul for someone so young. I have so much to confess but it does little good, because I will never be able to confess things to people that I want and need to hear it. |
