Nr.11

So much images in my head, so much things I wanna say, but I always remain silent. I always play the happy, funny and likeable girl, but I'm everything but these things I wrote now. My body is full of scars, scars that nobody sees, nobody wants to see or maybe they're all blind. I've known my whole life that nobody wants to see the bad sides of life, but I've never known that there exists somebody like me. Somebody, who sees the world like me, somebody who is just as pessimistic and masochistic and somebody who even can see the bad side, and just say everything has a good and a bad side. But there are so much more people in this fucking world, and they all want to hide everything thats not good.