I live in the house but have no Home.
I have a lot of friends but only few can understand me.
Insecurities will kill you but my self always compare to others look.
I want to be honest person but they call me a judgemental person.
I can comfort to someones problem but I cant do to my self.
I plan more to myself but accomplish less.
Im a silent person but I learned through their noises.
Im happy outside but dying inside.
