i have much to say, but words don't do me justice. most experiences are better kept private, and i guess it'll stay that way. at times like these, again, weather and nature can only prove to be a true manifestation of expression.
if only i still maintained most of my childlike faith in people. if only i still managed to be optimistic about acquaintences. if only.
then again, there are the "what ifs" that make my mind go into overdrive. what if i had been nicer. what if i had been more understanding. just the what ifs that will never be answered.
i don't know if life experiences will make me stronger or just put me on the brink of being a misanthrope. then again, what if and if only.
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