maybe living in my head is the only way i can deal with being alone. maybe my silence is an indiciation that i'm emotionally unstable and yearn for something more fulfilling. maybe my reclusive behaviours are an obvious fear of the harshness of reality. maybe i'd rather die alone then expose my soul to mindless individuals who care not for the pain of another's struggles. maybe this is the only reason i'm still alive. this is the only reason i'm not dead.
Monday, November 14, 2011
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