Yes, no one is perfect, including myself. Sometimes, I never meant to do the things that I did. Sometimes, I just wanted to hide who I am inside, that weak girl. Sometimes, I just wanted to start over certain parts of my life, at least not re-doing the mistakes I did. Sometimes, I fail to do things I wanted to do. Not to mention, all the sharp swords piercing my mind, heart, and even my soul. "you think way too much", well, I am sorry for not being invincible.
Would you, you, and you make me invisible? I do not need attention if it will only snatch away my freedom to be who I am, to cry, to be angry, to be gloomy.. I am sorry, I am not that perfect little miss sunshine; I am a human being with ups and downs. You may say I am the one standing at the center stage, but deep inside, all I want to be is that rock at the back corner of the stage.