"I have secrets, I have scars
As deep as anybody
I have fears no one hears
But don't tell anybody
Sometimes I lie
But doesn't everybody?
...
Well I stumble and I fall
Just like everybody
Try to walk before I crawl
But doesn't everybody?
Wish I could fly
But doesn't everybody?"


i'm tired of always being the strong one. Just once, i want to know what it feels like to cry in your arms.

This strong person that you see is just an act to hide my own weaknesses. For so long it's been the only way i've known to mask my true feelings. It was the defence that i created so long ago to protect myself from those who would dare to challenge it.

to be perfectly honest with you, i feel like taking a sledgehammer to this figurative wall. my soul is yearning to show you what lies on the other side.


E.