I miss the times we use to be close.
To look at each other and break into laughter.
Our innocent giggles.
And all those big ideas we thought of.
Of how we laugh when we look at funny words.
Of how crappy and crazy we are.
The times when we go out and took photos.
I wish they were real right now.

Maybe it was meant to be this way.
To keep my feelings away.
I didn't want to bother you.

UNFAIR . UNFAIR . UNFAIR.
In life , in order to overcome this is to accept the pattern of unfairness.
To accept who you are.
To accept that you're nothing better.
To accept that THIS is how you should be treated.
To accept who I am.
It's been hard for me.
But I am who I am.
Even if I hate it.
Even if I hate to be treated differently.