Words were starting to fill this space. Words filled with much emotions and I had a story to tell but somehow each time the words were written, I would erase them away. I'll tell myself it's no good. Nobody'll understand...


I'm weird just like that but you know...

There'll be a day when I'll write it. I'll write everything down like I used to.

Fill these pages with my emotions, with my words. I'll let you see how much has happened. I'll let you see the real me.


My words haven't been flowing out freely anymore. I wonder why...