i was busy mending my broken heart..for the past few years of my life,im busily mending it,until it look like a heart again
im not a person that easily pours my inner feeling and inner thought to somebody else,because i rarely have trust in people..
people tend to lie and so am i
its not that im not telling,i am ok with anything or everybody
i keep my comments,my sarcastic comments,my most hated things on someone up to myself
i rarely share it up
just because people hate me,and tell me directly that they hate me for thousandth of reason,doesnt mean i didnt have things for them..
i have fall,hurt,disgrace,humiliated time and time again
in my inner thought,im safe
im not perfect so does YOU