I guess I'm the most complicated person on this Earth... The one who likes to hurt himself in turn to please others... but I don't mind though, it's not that I enjoy hurting myself... it's just that in turn of that pain, I did experienced a bit of happiness... and that's however is good enough for me... rather I don't feel anything, better than feeling miserable, lonely, empty and plain... Feeling hurt once in awhile can make us realise what's important and makes us understands what's that really matters in our life... We tends to appreciate things more when we know that we gonna lose it... I dunno if anyone wuld ever read my blog anyway, but I just wanna write, write and write... About what I feel inside me, perhaps there's people who shares the same thoughts as me would read and come across what I wrote... perhaps the people that I care would also know about my deepest thoughts... It's not that I don't share and open up myself to those close to me, it's just that sometimes I had to act brave and strong just so that people can cling on me, think that I'm their helper when it comes to troubles in life... Though the truth is much of my problems I just keep it shut in me, never been revealed, never been exposed to anyone at all... Perhaps I don't wanna show my true self to people, not even to those who near me, not even my family... Not sure why, probably fear of losing them... fear of losing their trust, respect and love towards me...
See... told you I'm complicated... ;-p
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