[Day Two] - That Girl...

That girl, she's suffering... Trying to turn towards a different direction so no one will oppose her option. She cries, silently, containing all her thoughts inside. She can't tell someone she's in love, she can't tell someone she chose the wrong path, but all she told people was, "I'm okay," "I'm strong," "I'm happy". Lies. She thought no one would notice her pain yet her actions are obviously showing, showing the world that she's hurt. That girl, she doesn't open up easily but when she does, you'll know everything she's trying to hide from everybody else. They may say she's wrong, say that she thinks too much, telling her nothing but to be happy. Slowly, she's feels like shes drowning, like a rock sinking deeply below it all. Resting at the bottom of the sea, unmoved, untouched, lonely. She is loved but doesn't see, doesn't believe yet she knows; she's been told so. That girl doesn't trust love yet she's caught it, falling deeply too. She'll always be, that girl.

[Day One] - That Girl...

That girl...she's sad. She feels sorrow for life itself. The reality that "we", the people, have is not what's expected. And that girl? She accepts that truthfully... That girl, she's tired of being useless. She's lost of words when you're sad and full of sorrow. She panics when those tears run down your cheeks. She's miserable that moment you run away from yourself. That girl...she believes you're fragile. She wants nothing more but to solve that emptiness you feel within yourself but then again, that girl, she refuses to help herself. She refuses to change, to brighten up, because she's fine with just that... That girl, she hides too much from the world. She hides so much from herself that she doesn't know or realize who she truly is. That girl said she enjoys the silent but she's a liar, its just a way to conceal her tears and feelings. That girl's lonely, full of pain. That girl just wants to live a day without worries and frowns. That girl sits alone as whispers surrounds her translucent bubble. She's afraid to speak up and "giving up" is what she's known for.That girl, she's confused. Her life's tiring and filled with boredom--as she said. She wants to rest, sleep, hibernate for quite long time until she finds the strength that she had lost. Today, that's girl's tired...

[Before It All] - That Girl...

That girl... Suddenly, somehow, that girl's afraid. She sees so much and all around her, that it makes it painful for her to say "it's beautiful." People...that term, it's scares her so. Something so familiar yet at the same time, so distant and unpredictable. She remembers nothing yet she forgets nothing. She sees all yet what she see are all full of "nothings." She's cold, mourning for warmth. That touch they say, the warmth of being loved.  There's so much that surrounds her but she's still unaware; at least she tries to be. She's that girl who cannot feel, that girl who's half blind. Her smile, that small curve formed from her lips. There's nothing that fills it but emptiness and sorrow. That girl, she tries...so much more yet it's hasn't been enough. She's sad but doesn't want to admit. She's hurt but doesn't want to believe. She crying but she's got excuses as she wipe those tears away harshly. That girl's lonely... She tell lies to cover up the imperfections. She excused herself from unneeded social partners. That girl's, she's running away. The world scares her and so she hides. That girl...she needs someone to listen. Not a person to teach and tell her but eyes to know her story.