it’s not only about me,
it’s about you and see, i can do what i want.
i can just run away, or shut every one out, as i always did.
thanks for disturbing me for a while.
and make me think, a lot.
but you don’t know me. really don’t know me.
this just me and my messed mind. i thought a lot of something lately, thought over it again and again, till i realize that i really have to stop it.