I hide a lot more than people think.. probably more than I should. I have so much bottled up inside me that I can't even tare out of myself for writing. Theres something I just can't put into words. I probably never will be able to. They'll forever stay locked up inside me giving me headache and making the tears roll down my face. I've forced myself to believe that there is not much trust in many people because of the lives we all live therefore telling everything to someone is probably the hardest thing. It reality I have no idea what it is I really want... In reality I probably never had, I've just had ideas. When I constantly say how lonely I feel everyone must think I'm crazy, I mean I must have someone right? Yes, I do have people but seeing as I find it difficult to actually tell most of my thoughts to anyone, I can be the loneliest person in the world. I find myself sleeping a lot later on weekends now because I don't do anything anyways. Then I spend most of the day in my room anyways in my pajamas. I'll hardly talk to anyone all day. I am alone... not always.... but I am. Those are the days that everything seems to catch up to me and then it all starts all over again.