Locked outside.

Everything just pains me.

What I see.

What I hear.

What they say.

What you say.

Sighs.

I see hypocrites.

I see liars.

I see fakers.

I see pokers.

But sadly I put up to that.

You can do and take what you want.

But know that the consequence is in your hands.

Apparently, everyone now has a choice.

It's not just me or you... or you.

Everyone.

It's just messed up not knowing what to want.

What to expect.

What do I want?

I honestly have no idea.

I'm so at a blur.

People are talking.

People are poking us as we speak.

..and no, I don't mean it like facebook pokes.

Nothing's ever easy,

But nobody said it would be this hard.

I want to find you.

The missing me again.

I want to find you.

But you shut me out.

I know you're awake.

I know you can hear me.

I know you are there.

But I just lie there, waiting for you to come get me.

The door is lock.

Won't you come and open it for me?

I'm cold.

I guess I've always been cold.

I just never thought I needed a jacket to shield myself from it.

Now, coldness is what I fear

Yet part of me expects coldness..

Mindfarts all over.

*knocks on the door*

Is anybody there?