I have a passion.
A passion to do something different.
A passion to speak the truth.
I have a truth
But I feel that truth can kill me...
Those truths.
No one understands me...
Maybe someone does...
But I don't know who yet.
Aaarghh!!!
I feel miserable
I want to say the truth
But I can't do it
U that is reading this will be like,
"Just say it already!"
But GOD I wish it was like that.
If I say the truth
Its not only me who dies
All those I love will die too
Saying the truth will be like being a suicide bomber, or whatever they call it
I don't want to die yet.
I don't.
But I have to...
