11.24pm

sometimes i wonder,
when people are around you,
what will the they think of you,
are they really being nice?
or are they just being little actors?
trying to be nice,
but in the end,
you are not that important in their lives.
some i know,
they are very sincere,
but sometimes,
to the point that they are being too nice,
and finally,
they really hurt themselves,
but they never notice about this,
until for so long they try to hide their feelings.

i think,
i am one of the these people.
no.
i am one of them.
why hide?
it is true.
to be accepted,
to be somewhere,
to be in,
to be understood,
all are hard to be done.

i always wonder,
if i am around people,
am i wanted?
or am i just one of the people around them?
i want to brush this feelings away,
i just can't.
it always will be there.
i wish i can stop.
but,
it's hard.

i am only human.
i am not perfect.
sometimes,
just sometimes,
i wonder,
who am i to everyone,
the real truth.
without hiding it.

am i any good for them?
or am i just tagging along,
to find someone to talk to.

thank you.
thank you so much.
for choosing me as one,
in your circles.
i hope,
i have done something good.
if i have not,
sorry.