I keep thinking about the past and how I use to be and all the wonderful things that I use to care about. I was loving, caring and my friends meant the world to me. Relationships were easy, and I knew who I was. Over the past few years, the events that have taken part in my life have made me bitter. My heart is shut off from the world and I can’t trust a single soul. I want too so badly. I want to let the world in. I want the world to be my oyster. My heart is so cold and so full of hatred that when I meet someone now, they will forever stay a stranger. I believe in love as much as the next person, but being alone is my reality. My heart will not allow anyone in as I know the end result will be the same as every other relationship I have been in. Disappointment. Pain. Misplaced trust. I don’t see the point in trying anymore with people. Which would explain alot about who I am and why I act the way I do today.
I wish people weren’t so superficial and took the time to get to know one another. I admit I do judge others and I am harsh, but the way I have been treated by “friends”, family, strangers, girls, boys, and just everyone has made me hate the world. Get to know me. Understand me. Understand my story. Maybe, just maybe, we could be friends.
