growing up random blurbs


Thursday, June 21, 2007tee

i speak a different language, hoping someone out there would be smart enough to understand. i show expressions far different from what i truly feel wishing someone could tell. and i paint a very different picture from what’s really on my mind.

and all of this are lies.

and maybe no one can see right thru my well-rehearsed smiles. maybe no one would notice the strain in my voice and no one would even suspect that something is amiss.

so i’ve fooled everyone, but myself? never.

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