Mirrors

You won. You can have it all, I don't want to fight anymore. I just want to tell you that...

not all scars show, not all wounds heal, sometimes you cant see the pain someone feels.

Is pointless anyway, after I placed a plaster on it, those people will tear it open AGAIN and AGAIN. The wound will never heal, because you don't let it heal. So, why bother?

What is the point of explaining the truth? What is the point of defending yourself when you know that you won't get the answer you are hoping for?

I strived hard to meet your expectations, I pushed myself to the extreme.. What for? I am not who I am, I am just a person you want me to be. If that still doesn't please you, I don't know what to say. I want to put down the mask, and show you that... behind that silly face of mine, I am already crying desperately for help, and God will only understand what his child is going through. You like to see it in your own view, you don't seem to see it from my point of view.

Why do I need to give in? Why can't I have the things I demanded as well? We all have equal rights, I choosed to surrender mine, such a foolish act isn't it? why then? What a foolish act.

I can be alone, because I know the very least, my shadow won't betray me.

I lifted my hands up high, who can save me from this world full of lies? I extended my arms to reach up even higher, who can tell me that all these will be over, and give me a hug to tell me that everything is alright?

I looked down, I hugged myself. I know I won't be going anywhere, because... just like Gravity, the problems pulled me down.

Bye bye Little Tim, is time to grow up.