Saturday, February 19

Miny tiny bottle

No, i dont find myself weird. But i do find others being weird. Make no sense? Pretty much illogical.
I always blame it on the different brains that every single human beings have. Thus the different perspective on the same issue. I grew to realise how a small little thing can affect my mood, my life. I say words i should not say, sometimes. I do things i should not do, few times.
I'm a bottle. Named kally the dumbass. I bottle up my emotions and words and actions. I fear to show them, for i know no one understands me. Even if they pretend they do, i myself know that, THEY DONT. This bottle is then left stranded on an island, not abandoned, but filled with human beings. So crowded (even though i dont like crowded places, but i cant choose whr i wanna be) that i am suffocated in the tiny little bottle. No one cares, no one feels for you, no one throw a glance at you.
All i ever wanted was real concern and feelings. No sympathy, no pretendance. But you know, i know, we all know. It's never gonna occur. Prolly in your sweet dream.

xx