Sometimes things just don't make sense.
Love, sexuality, education, politics, society.
I like to believe the good in everything and everyone.
I think I'm too naive. I get hurt easy.
I put everything I believe into something, fight for it with all my might only to be let down or disappointed.
Sometimes I wonder... if a harder shell would be nice.
My music teacher once told me "Those with a soft shell can never break."
Maybe I should take advice but I'm too scared to let go of the barrier I've set up.
This is hard.
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I'm bisexual.
Sometimes I'm still scared to admit it.
This is me.