Pretend

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I just hate to pretend, but I did it.
I tried to seek from the truth, but everybody already knew it. I was wondering how, if I haven't tell them anything once. They would judge me basically at my appearance and acts, and so they have guessed it right.

I am depressed, lonely, and confused, for I don't even know what my mind wants. It's seem that I'm turning to a faded glitters. I am not popular to shine like them, but I have been judged without knowing I, when. I ironically faced them and sarcastically smiled on them. Even to my close friend I do, to pretend.

She is my friend. We're like one, cause we think like one. I get and she gets what we're saying anything weirdos things. But sometimes, I can't get to point her what my mind wants to say. Because I know, there's a side on her that she will against on that.

I'm back to a little, poor turtle again. I just shut my mouth and hide on my back. Where I thought everything will be fine, but that's just a thought that I might possibly mean it wrong.

I will just going to pretend again. Everyday.

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