It's been quite a while since I last wrote. few would care to read this anyway, and those who care enough I don't want them to. it's a bit complicated.
sometimes I feel mute. Surrounded by those who demand to know what's wrong with me, but for a reason I feel somehow incapable of expressing it.
"I feel tired, I feel exhausted, I feel suffocated and ashamed", I mutter. but when asked why, again I can't explain.
I feel sorry for them, those who loved me but found nothing in return.
I don't think I'll be around here for long.
pardonez moi.
sometimes I feel mute. Surrounded by those who demand to know what's wrong with me, but for a reason I feel somehow incapable of expressing it.
"I feel tired, I feel exhausted, I feel suffocated and ashamed", I mutter. but when asked why, again I can't explain.
I feel sorry for them, those who loved me but found nothing in return.
I don't think I'll be around here for long.
pardonez moi.
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