nobody knows who i really am.
nobody knows that there's a sharp, deep thorn piercing within me.
nobody will ever know.
nor will they every understand.
nobody will know.
only myself will know.
I hope for 2013 this year, i will listen to my heart and not my mind, or my mindless physical body/self.
I know i can't keep carrying on like this. There will be one day where i will suffocate so much, like a balloon, it'll burst. More so, it'll diminish, demolish, and be devoured.
When will i be able to retrace the solutions?
When can i procreate my inner self?
When will i find the self i want to be?
Why is it still so difficult to understand something so simple?