Feb 20, 2006 16:05
sometimes i look in the mirror, and i dont like the person looking back. my insecurities seem so easy to hide. and yet they are always there, staring you in the face. waiting for you to figure out who i really am.
i am more clever than anyone thinks. i am my own protector.
im afriad of not doing what i want to. im afriad of the world i know, and the world i dont.
i need a future.
i need to forget a past that no one knows about. im just that good at keeping secrets. no one knows whats happened in my life. no one knows why i moved here. no one knows the real reason.
im not sure i want anyone to know. im afriad of the reaction of pity, and sorrow.
fake it. love it.. indulge. i hate my mirror so much. its broken right now. now my perfect reflection: a broken mirror. beyond repair.