Every single fricking time. It's not fair. Why can't I just shut each and every one of them out? Why so I let them make me break down my walls when they know how fragile they are? Why am I so clueless? What's wrong with me? Why aren't I ever good enough?
inside she's a wreck. when you see her she looks perfectly fine. deep down her mind is a mess. when she's with you she looks happy. when she's alone she's fragile. the girl is full of dreams, she wants to escape her twn, meet new people, travel, explore the world, and go on fun road trips at midhigh and prehaps one day she'll be truly happy. and when you ask her "are you ok?" for once she'll say, "i'm fine." and it wouldn't be a lie