I wish I had someone who could for tell to me the feelings I have are well, I need some help in this place that feels like hell. for many reasons why I feel like people always tell me lies. I can't understand why I act so shy and sometimes even scrutinize the one's I love in my eyes. Why can't we all just infer that we all aren't perfect and we are never always sure. I begin to feel nostalgic about the good memories that will never be founded. I can't seem to get my thoughts grounded, I feel like I'm surrounded by the fact that life will never be fully rounded. I always seem to forget to staunch the tears that slowly crawl down my face and I can never seem to put them into place as to why they are falling down my face, maybe I just can't seem to trace why simplicity can't be the dress of every ones mess, why is it so hard for one to confess, or or maybe I wish for a guess on my future address, but when I try to make sense of my mess, I seem to understand that I always deprive all the feelings I wish to hide, maybe that's why I want to break down and cry, but then I look to the sky and still wonder why life feels like nothing but a lie......
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