I thought i had moved on.
I thought i had let go.
pushed myself to stay strong.
little did i suspect that all along,
i had been in denial. i had been wrong.
i realized it when...
i heard my friends thought I'm bipolar secretly.
i don't blame them.
coz i seem to be having the time of my life and suddenly...,
its like i snap shut.All our friendship ties cut.
i realized when i had unintentionally ran away.
from the things and people reminding me of my past.
when all i seem to do is push people away.
and the fun times i spend with these friends just don't last.
when my family thinks ive changed.
when all of a sudden i feel so stranded and lost.
when friends tell me I'm strange.
when at nights the past still continuously haunts.
i don't think they understand.
how messed up i really am.
i don't think they realize, I'm that empty cage.
that soul-less nobody. a waste of space.
the lifeless person who is not supposed to be.
i don't think they see.
that the little glimpses they catch at times,
is the real buried me.