The fact of the matter is, is that if i let out all my hidden feelings all at once... Idk if i'll be able to pick myself back up and glue the shattered pieces back together... No one else can... its not like i live with my mommy and she can do it for me... I live on my own. I can't rely on anyone but myself... How could i let myself fall apart enough to a point of complete breakage?? I've become a robot.. Responding how people want me to respond... Listening to complaints hoping beyond hope they'll care an ounce for what I'm going through... But then again, my imagination tends to play tricks on me....
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