Hurtbutterfly

Letting my brain spill...

Sometimes I wish I could just lay it all out.

All these things I keep to myself I Barrie in my chest. I wish I could just confide in someone and it not be a problem.

i wish I could tell him how much I want a deeper connection.

i wish I could tell him I need someone that feels the same. And if he does then to not hide it so much..

weird because I don’t rely on anyone yet my soul cry’s to be held with a genuine embrace. I wish I could be weak for a few minutes without feeling like I gotta worry about being judged.

i often wonder what would you do if you knew ,I don’t let anyone in. I don’t ask or expect anything from anyone. I don’t look for friends because I feel i gotta get myself somewhere too feel comfortable socializing.

i wonder why you don’t have it feel the connection i ask yet i know , you know what I’m talking about.

I don’t rely on anyone and don’t want anyone yet I crave this affection and it’s stupid too me. Idk..let me just stop and go draw an expression like I do everyday... loose myself then recollect in my pencil shades of grey. No one knows me better then my pencils.