14 July 2012
Loneliness is underrated.
There's that loneliness I find in my solitude. And it's hard shaking it off.
They look at me as if they know me. As if they know that inside me, loneliness is who I am. Like they know the reasons to my actions. Only they don't.
Not the understanding that they're the sole reason why loneliness is within me.
My inside screams all the hurt and sadness. But my tongue remains silent with all the unspoken words.
I wonder to myself, will they ever know what it feels like to be me?
Loneliness • Opuss № I