In the depths of my soul, I weep. I haven't understood until now what it is truly. I don't think you could possible understand what is in my mind. What I am thinking what I am feeling.My head has to be above water,I cannot be cluttered. I am dragging I can be weak.I being weak is a sign of vulnerability.To you that is frightening, scary perhaps so I shall keep my secrets. Just because I say nothing is wrong doesn't mean there isn't. But guess what you'll never know. Why is that cause you bothered never to ask. I wonder though if you really would even care.- A
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