I might be the happiest girl in the room. But what I weep my heart, only God knows. I don't expect people to understand me, don't want sympathy or attention, I just want to let it out. At least there's one more less thing for me to carry on my shoulders. It's been heavy, on the mind and heart. I feel like just telling the world, but not that easy. It's not because I'm scared to be judged, but I'm scared I'll judge myself after that. But I sure hope God will show me the path I need to trod on. Cause I'm just lost and confused, and a falling a little from having faith.
