Knowing how I have to endure these things alone, and the ones who always promised to be there, wasn't actually there.
"I'll be there whenever you need me," is just a really beautiful lie, which almost everyone can believe in. I just figured out one thing. People change, breaking the promises they made and live a new life, surrounded by new people.
Being a part of a crowded room means nothing but a loneliness. I tend to sit in the corner of the room, hearing people's laughter while I fall down in my deep thoughts, thinking 'bout the circumtances I'm going through, without anyone noticing and no one cares but continue to laugh.
Because being asked why and having to explain everything just worries me more.
Sometimes I just need a shoulder to lean on, and a napkin to wipe my tears. Sometimes I just need to fall down really hard and get up afterwards.
Life is tough, man. You gotta be strong.
