Thursday, June 19, 2008


Things are different now.
There were changes.
Changes that affects life.

It's really hard to pretend. Pretend that you're okay. Pretend that you're happy. Pretend that you're touching other people's lives. When you're really not. Why do people have to pretend? What's in it for them? Are they really happy? Of course not. They just want to hide. Hide in a mask, that is. A mask that is full of mysteries. They may think it would help them in any way that it could.

You may really show people you're happy outside. But deep inside, you're not. The pain is there. Rejection maybe, or fear of losing the person you love. It's hard... It's hard to let go. It's hard to let go of that pain. When the pain is the only reason that makes you happy. It makes you forget about your other problems even for just a moment.


Monique said...

I remember feeling this way once. It sucked.


Webster Twelb said...

I love how you wrote it. this sounds masochistic in a way.

I can't really say that I have felt this way before, maybe. But one things for sure, that is being true to myself always.

of colors and styles said...

@monique: thanks :) and thanks for the visit.

@webster twelb: it's okay. thanks! :)

Filipino in Canada said...

[hug] [hug]...

of colors and styles said...

@filipino in canada: thanks for the hug! :)