As we grow older and older, we have more problems coming in... We'll have different emotions.. and we r supposed to know how to handle it cos we're tot to be more mature than before... But different people have got different ways to vent their fustrations... Some scream, some choose to just keep mum about it... some will sing their hearts out...and many many other ways... as for me? I choose to cry... I cry when I'm sad, feeling down.. when I'm stressed... when I'm lost and confused... when I'm in pain... when I'm disappointed... when I'm happy...
People see me as a bubbly gal.. smiling... always trying to crack lame jokes to make ppl laugh... But deep within me... I know sometimes that I dun feel really good but I've got to hide it... I'm that kind of person who doesn't want others to be sad because I m... I tot I was good to my friends... but I think I wasn't.. I tried to be nice all the time... but maybe to them isn't nice enough.. cos most of us may think that they are also nice to us but we are not appreciating it...
Why? Why can't I be a bear and start hibernating.. so that I won't know what's happening around me... Why can't I be like a baby and be doted on by many people? Why is there so much problems when there isn't anything about it?
Well... it's all part of growing up... I guess....
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