Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Closed doors

I don't like leaving my door open, I'm a private person. There are times when my door is open, but then I'd always leave it close. It gives the thought that I am open for a talk, and probably shows a lot to my family that I don't like to talk about my feelings or my daily experiences. I don't like to leave my door open. No matter what my mom told me about leaving them close, I still close it. I want my privacy.

I try to be mysterious, in order for people to get to know the real me, they need to be patient until I feel comfortable to open up to them. I just don't blab on my daily troubles to some stranger or some person I just met. My dice doesn't roll in that direction. I like to confide my problems to myself until I can go to someone and vent out. My door will always be closed, it seems that I'm always protecting something that's very precious to me, and that's my dignity. If I just lay everything out in the open, I will crash down with no strength. My door will always be closed..

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