So many things I wish to say.
So many things that I wish to say can't be seen by people.
So many things to keep inside of me.
So many things want to burst out.
But there's no one.
lol.
you can't handle it.
and even if so, you will do nothing about it.
how ironic.
as if anything changes if I say it out.
everyone's a liar.
everyone has their ugly sides.
so why do you despise that ugly side of some people?
you have it too.
it's a lie.
it's all just a lie.
friends smiling at one another.
a mask.
that's all it is.
you smile at the person but in truth, once she or he turns around?
you start spreading malicious rumours.
you gossip at their expense.
what kind of a friend is that?
a good friend.
one that sets us straight.
one that makes us toughen up.
but at this moment.
i don't need one like that.
at this moment.
having one like this is going to send me into pieces.
but it seems, that's what you are.
you aren't even a friend.
you're closer than that.
but you don't realise how things have changed.
you don't realise what you do, is hurt me more in each passing day.
you smile, i smile.
you laugh, i laugh.
it's as if nothing has happened.
but it did. it has already happened.