Trying to think of words we can't ignore.

I don't know why meeting other people scares me at the moment... I don't think anything explains the twisted way I act sometimes, the weird way I talk sometimes. More often than usual, these days.
I'm trying to hide my heart in some kind of imaginary fortress, impossible to destroy, surrounded by seven rivers of lies more black and more harmful than the Styx.

We get older and we bury our soul deeper and deeper somewhere impossible to find even for ourselves, sometimes.

It starts, of course, with those first wounds we get when we love for the first time. The fear is there. We were rejected or our behavior wasn't approved by the ones we want.... We don't know for sure but we choose to believe so.

Out of too much pain or pride combined with humility we try to find a way to never go through that again.

They tell you not to build your life around someone, because when they leave, everything's gonna fall apart. And it will, but how can you have a proper relationship if you locked yourself in your shining armor and you won't let anyone close enough? If you keep your head up and your hand on your heart. If you've got too many Facebook friends and you don't know more than half of them and when you actually meet someone interesting and you feel you can open up, but you don't, so they leave. Or you do, you tell them what's in your heart and they leave anyway cause they find you weird and too hard to handle.

We're gonna ask if this I gonna go on forever. And it probably will go on forever, but just so you know, the pride and the fear will never become love.