It's all twisted. Me. My mind. My emotions. My whole being. It's all so twisted. So Complicated. Like a tangled wire.
And I think that's the reason why people leave. And I think that's the reason why they give up.
Because who would want to stop and try to untangle this mess. Untangle Me...
Maybe somewhere inside, I don't even want someone to do that... Untangling...
Because untangling means opening up. Understanding . Understand me. And to do that I would have to understand myself first. I would have to face my problem, my pain
Pain is something I am not ready to touch yet. To feel yet.
I want to stay as far as possible from it.
Because I'm aware that once I feel it. Once I touch it, I'll drown in it far a long long time. I'll drown so deep that reaching back up the surface will be hard. It will be something I'll need help of someone to do.
But honestly, real help is something hard to get these days because everyone is trying to swim back to surface themselves.
So I'm kinda okay in this untangled mess...
Let me be untill unless you are really to stay for long. For sooo long. Only then help. If you are ready to deal with my mess, my pain only then help. If you are to wait for me to understand myself, my mess only then help.
And if not then let me be
I Don't Need Those Unwanted Advices.
I Don't Need Those Empty 'Are you okay's.
As I said let me be, I'm a little less untangled mess without those.