Just a dream
Saturday, July 30, 2011 // 0 comment(s)

It's like walking with one whole group of friends yet it's still possible to feel such loneliness. That deserted feeling, that isolated feeling. The fact that nobody cares. Nobody cares enough. Never enough. Standing in the middle of a crowd, however, no one sees you. No one sees you. Like, you're invisible. Never important enough to anybody. No one to like you for who you are. Everybody expects you to not feel anything, not be hurt. The impression you purposely give so that nobody knows when you're crying and dying inside. The poker face that shields you from everything and everyone.


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