I'm one of these people who is so proud that they never like to admit their moments of weakness to the people who'd help them. I don't like my friends knowing that a lot of the time my train of thought isn't full of hope and ambition, it's actually clouded with doubt, fear and a wish to escape it all. I don't know if this is a normal thing, maybe I'm just like everybody else but all these people not sharing their worries makes me fear that there's something wrong with me. When I do eventually burst because I can't hold it in any longer I find that all the worry and stress can be tamed with a friendly voice but I never learn and still I bottle everything up. Anyway I hope you guys like this poem.
