Everyone's so caught up with wanting to be somebody.
Idols and worship-heroes.

I'm so sick of seeing people trying so hard to be someone else. Can't they see that they'll only be the happiest when they change for themselves and not other people? Can't they see that they can only love who they are truly rather than who they are trying to be?

Anyway. You said the darndest things to me today. Wonder if you knew that I had really wanted to tell you, "Yes, I want to." Wonder if you knew that I hoped you had really meant it.

The strongest feelings of impulsion are often masked by our fears and insecurities. And you don't know how much it'd almost gave itself away today.

We keep building those walls. Tile by tile, brick by brick.
Each forgotten memory, each heartache, each bit of bewilderment.

Don't you know by now that I have problems letting things go?
Or was it not obvious enough for you?

So I want to know,
does your heart sing or sigh?

There's a reason for every choice made. There's a history to every life lived.

Life shouldn't be a fight to have the most flourishing social circle. Its importance lies in meaningful interaction, mutual trust and empathy. I don't see why you're trying so hard to garner all that superficial support/rapport when they will be the first structures to collapse anyway.

And once again, wrong decisions and inappropriate actions.
Don't know why but we always return to this point here.
What good does it do to any of us?

I can't deny though, that it's really my fault this time.