Emotion.
I have always wondered why do I have to take all those feelings inside myself, letting it flooding my thoughts, my brain, but on the same time doing or facing something completely different than what I am having in my head? I know for a fact that I am too sensitive when it comes to feeling things and emotion. I know that my thoughts are messed up with all the weirdest emotions at a time. Yet still I didn't stop, yet I'm still letting myself to be having all those emotions. Funny, God made me to be that sensitive, yet not so susceptible to emotions that may ruin my daily routine. I'm so angry that I have punched a wall but I still smile to random strangers. I may have cried my eyes out yet I am still up talking to a friend about something completely different. Is it tiring, or is it lonely that I have all those emotions inside of me but not spilling them out to anyone? Even I don't know the answer. Even I can't say that I'm okay. Maybe I am, but maybe I'm