This post, bad post, long time never feel this way already..

I feel sad for my friends, cos sometimes I feel that they don’t know the real me, or me, or how many versions of me. There’s so many things that I want to talk about, but I don’t know how. Do you think I’m happy? Confident? Easy-going? Day dreamy? And how many think I have low self-esteem? Look down on myself? Or that my true self is bottled up somewhere deep inside me? There’s really too many things I need to talk about to people, but I can find no way to do so. I’m human, I’m same as everyone else, but everyone goes through different things, feel different things. With so many things to worry about, I have no time for myself sometimes, even I myself don’t understand, I feel the pain, yet everyone around me sees me as a happy, carefree and cheerful person.

Sadded, something bad has happened, but I hope things won’t get worse, and I never blame anyone for who I am, instead, I’m really really glad and grateful that I have a great group of people as my friends. One thing’s for sure still, when you see me again, I’ll be smiling. But I wish I’ll truly be happy