It's just that sometimes I feel lost you know. Like I don't know what I am doing and where I'm going, but I keep on going because I have to, because that's what they say: you have to keep on going no matter what. I don't know where I am going. I don't know what I'm feeling, cause I feel so much that sometimes I think my heart is going to explode. And maybe this is what's wrong with me. I feel too much. I feel all the feelings everyone around me should be feeling so that they don't need to carry any burden. And they don't feel the need to give anything back to me in exchange for my feelings for them because I already feel what they should have felt for me.
And I wonder, one day, will my heart explode? Will it be torn to billions of pieces, each for everyone I have ever met? Will they know then how much I have kept inside me? Will they be sorry they didn't try to feel too?
