well,i'm sorry if i can't read your mind.
it's not my proficiency.

if you don't tell me anything,
i wouldn't know.

i hate it.i hate i how you can make me feel so happy & then sad so easily.
i'm like a puppet;
you seem to be able to pull & tug my (heart)strings-
read my mind & movements; control my emotions.

i hate myself for being such a sensitive, touchy lil' girl.
& i can even cry at the slightest things.
it's not like i can help it-

i'm trying,
trying to put my heart back to rock.
to prevent it from being to soft;
to avoid being affected & influenced so surely.

i am just a lil', childish little girl afterall.
i look and act so seemingly mature in front of many,
but succumb to my weakest side when you're around.

it's okkay, i know.
but i hate it.
i hate how fragile i become.
i lack & loose the firmness and control of myself.

why sensitive?
cause i care too much of how people feel;
no matter how much it'll hurt or kill me,
i'd never want to see anyone around me hurt because of me.

& why do i keep them to myself?
cause i don't want you all to worry.
i don't want you to get sad seeing me sad.
i'd act all smilely and happy to hide the pain.

just to see you fine.

but i'm able to be me again,
when it's all out.
i'd feel too exhausted to think of anything else.
& all ends when i sleep it off, & wake for a new day.

you make me crazy;
you make me loose myself.
i knew from the beginning my weaknesses will be exposed.
it might get broken & torn apart someday, i know it.

but i'm still taking this risk to be with you.

xox;♥ace