i've been just staring at this blank page for dont know how long thinking of what to write.
i really need someone to tell everything to.
but i just cant.
everybody sees me as this person who is always so happy and lame,
but it's just cos i've been covering up everything.
it's not the real me.

i feel really bad for not telling them.
it's like they trust me so much, but i just had to hide it from them.
i cant tell them. no matter how much i want to.
and it's just killing me.
there's school tomorrow.
for once, i'm not really looking forward to it.
there is just too many things in my head,
and one day, they might just all come out.
i'm waiting for that day.