Sunday, November 16, 2014

To confide

Sometimes I feel like I have so much to say.
But to actually talk about it, its a different issue.
Some things are hard to tell people.
Some things are hard to write it out.
And sometimes, we may not even have someone to tell it to.
Worrying that the other party doesn't understand how you feel and making quick judgements.
It just makes you feel like I shouldn't have done it in the first place.
Life is just annoying sometimes.

Room of silence

In a dark room, filled with the sound of silence.
Its quite calming sometimes.
Just looking out at the dark pink skies.
Wondering is there someone else thinking about me.
My mind has been so preoccupied with doubtful, indecisive thoughts.
I'm always being told to not think so much, to calm down..but when will we ever stop thinking?
Maybe when we're dead?
I do hope that one day I can be sure of things.
Not having to worry so much over the same old things. Instead have new problems to think about.
Sometimes I want to believe in what I'm being told but its just so difficult.
I wish I know what to do.