I’m a freak! I cry a lot and for no reason. I’m scared of things, of things I imagine. I freak out every time I think of something that might happen or if someone tries to come  too close to me.

I’m dreaming too much and I’m living in books and movies. My life might be a bedtime story without a happy end, but it’s still my life. I’m closed in my world ‘cause  it’s the only place where I’m truly accepted. So maybe I’m not a creep.

Or is it me? Am I the one who dosen’t understand the laws of nature? Am I the problem? Is it possible?  How should I know? Why should I care ? Maby I’m scared because I’m feeling so alone. I know I have you, I know that you are standing next to me , I can feel you touching me  and kissing my lips…but darling..I can tell that you aren’t quite here…