memories.

at times i've a lot to rant about,

but I dont know where to start,

who can I turn to,

who can keep secrets for me,

who can listen to me wholeheartedly,

who can accept me for who i'm,

who can accept all my weakness and not look down on me,

who can understand exactly how i feel,

who can pick me up again.

sometimes i wanna cry out loud,

but....

no tears,

i didnt stop it from flowing.

i feel lost.