I constantly wonder how my life looks in other people's eyes.
Do they think I have it easy? Do they think I have nothing going on for myself? Do they think I'm a stupid little bitch? Or are they fascinated by who I am?
The thing is that, no matter how hard I try. && how public I make it, no one wil know my whole story.
No one will know the things I've had to overcome. Not my family. Not even my closest friends.
The thing is that people are so quick to judge these days. Do not look beneath. Presume the worst & label you forever.
I always try to look as put together as I can && I guess that is my way of hiding from the truth.
Its just the way everyone will assume that everything in my life is okay. That I am not going through anything even mildy disturbing. It is the only thing that works to avoid all the 'Whats wrong?' questions. Because honestly, I don't have an answer to them. No way I can explain. No way they would understand.
So the truth is that, no one really knows me. No knows how broken I am. No one will ever know me and that scares me. Because no one will ever know why I am the way I am.
Do they think I have it easy? Do they think I have nothing going on for myself? Do they think I'm a stupid little bitch? Or are they fascinated by who I am?
The thing is that, no matter how hard I try. && how public I make it, no one wil know my whole story.
No one will know the things I've had to overcome. Not my family. Not even my closest friends.
The thing is that people are so quick to judge these days. Do not look beneath. Presume the worst & label you forever.
I always try to look as put together as I can && I guess that is my way of hiding from the truth.
Its just the way everyone will assume that everything in my life is okay. That I am not going through anything even mildy disturbing. It is the only thing that works to avoid all the 'Whats wrong?' questions. Because honestly, I don't have an answer to them. No way I can explain. No way they would understand.
So the truth is that, no one really knows me. No knows how broken I am. No one will ever know me and that scares me. Because no one will ever know why I am the way I am.
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