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.
No comments:
Post a Comment