the deepest,darkest secrets are sometimes so untrue that they have to be let out.And I'm dying to let mine out as well and probably I have,just that they didn't quite register.or weren't taken seriously.they're fantasies I believe,something that I'm waiting to live in.It's such blurr of excitement,all at once that my alternate life sort of goes for a six.and I'm stranded alone with the 'real' me,thinking where does reality begin?
I don't lack much, in terms of friends or family.love or hate.I have a piece of everything,then what's missing?why do I need to live in something that isn't.why doesn't reality hurt me or is it the hurt that I'm trying to avoid?and the worst part is that I don't see the mess.and trust there's a lot of it.It's muddled up and insane,in a not so cool way.So there's hardly much that is 'normal' about me.and my only refuge is virtual.
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