I don't want to just fall for love, I want love to fall for me. Simply or simply not meant to be. Either way I found myself lonely. I've got scars and flaws to make up. But sometimes tear drops wipe them away, sleeves can only cover so much. Just please don't hurt me the way I've hurted myself. For that I refuse to seek out help. There was a illusion that filled my head. I don't want to classified as delusional so I keep **** myself instead. With the fear surrounding my fall, I find myself deeply in love with false hope. I predict no future but I predicted what would hurt the most. Little did I believe, I said I dint feel no ghost, but I'm haunted by any attention. I'm a open person, I forget to close my heart. A warming person who feels cold from the start. I've been so close as I've been distant and I know that's my bad habit. But how do you quit a bad habit if there wasn't even a commitment? Just feels like I'm wasting time finding no achievement. I don't think I can settle to anyone's agreement. I've always known me less, but others the best.