my confession

i am not in the verge of my hiding things...but i am just nothin, anyways
i am on the edge of my self-awareness when i looked down and fall
suspicious
fascinating enough
fallen away like stars in the sky give me some sign of making wish
a luck that always following me behind
in the time when i didnt need any of those reality facts
for what anyways?
when i could be better without knowing that kind of things
wasting time,though it is simple and smaller than a spot
i m just kind of silly girl that trying to run away from everything, extremely afraid of being hurt
silly isnt it?
but for what i am thinking about it anyways?
it is not disturbing anybody, though i am thinking bout it much
just forget it
nothing could guess what i mean, anyways...