Me

A closed place. There's people but no feels. There are people who think they know me the best yet they know nothing. On the surface, the bright me is there so they don't even know what it's mean when I said I'm sick. Deep down, I just can't be alone. Then, the feels haunted.

I keep hoping people will ask but never wanna tell at the moment. It's weird but you can understand it. It's tiring and never gonna be okay.

But I still have hope.