I exist in a quiet world of my own, and times it’s too noisy, like i’m hearing sounds in my head. i exist into a world that makes me too emotional sometimes — a weird one in my own— maybe it’s not strange to the outside eye, but to me, it’s my entire universe.

I’m who I am, though seldom all at once. You will find me wearing different masks, balancing what my mind demands and what my heart longs for just to survive the day.

You won’t catch me, and you won’t truly know me. It’s hard to tell you who I am!