Truth is.. She’s still faking but still not making it.
All these stars trying to get my attention. Still, it’s you I’m looking for.
It starts within, yes. But maybe, just maybe, what’s missing is someone who’d constantly push you to do better.
When people ask why things didn’t work out with those friends or special persons, I’m tempted to just raise my hand and give them a sad smile.
What’s funny is this is happening.. again.. only that I’m braver now, more mature now, more prepared to face this, and much more willing to do anything in my power just to stop it. How I wish I’m also number now, but it hurts much more than before. I never thought this could happen. Surprise surprise.