I guess I’m a bit mysterious. You ever wonder who your true self is? Sometimes we act different around different people, not because we aren’t being ourselves but they bring out a different side of us. I think all these facets combined make us who we are.
I like how people think they have me figured out, but you don’t. Maybe I don’t want people to know that much. It’s not the first time someone has said that I’m a complex person. Is that really a bad thing? I do hide things pretty well when I’m down. I don’t want people to worry about me, especially if they can’t help me. I know my friends are there to support me, but I rather not burden them. I choose to deal with it on my own til I’m aite, then I’ll share. Maybe one day someone will totally understand, until then you can’t read my po-po-poker face.
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