I was naive, hopeful, and lost. The day that I came to understand that it was over. All that I used to think and believe died. There are strange feelings surrounding my head and I don’t know how to react to them. All the questions and demands that I hear have no answers. I’m afraid of acting wrong and cynical that, I’m indignant because I should know what to do even when I act diffident.
Their eyes know when I lie but, in this world of people who expect a lot from others, people lie to survive, people hurt others to feel better, they don’t act incisive, they act dumb. They can smell my fear, a feeling that tears me apart. It’s not hard, it’s easy to accept that in this little world where candid people are not found easily, we are over.
Their eyes know when I lie but, in this world of people who expect a lot from others, people lie to survive, people hurt others to feel better, they don’t act incisive, they act dumb. They can smell my fear, a feeling that tears me apart. It’s not hard, it’s easy to accept that in this little world where candid people are not found easily, we are over.