what am i doing??

have you ever felt so lost...

with no one to turn to..

you're afraid to confide in someone for fear of being judged..

your conscience too great of a burden... it eats at you... you wish that you just dint have one sometimes...

you started it... n now others follow..

you've tarnished it... n now the consequences are yours..

why do i have to be such a 'mum'?

why can't i act my age and be more rebellious or childish and make mistakes typical for my age and just dont give a frock.

you've molded me... a bit too well..

and now...

even words forsake me this time and towards the end.. i still feel as i did in the beginning.

i want to tell you... but i just cant.

Your dissapointment will kill me.

or i might be depressed. I'm trying to think reasonably... but it seems like whats bothering me can easily be shrugged off by others...

i search for the answers myself... on the net... and what i get further cements it all..

I think i might be pms-ing.

Everything i feel is just magnified 100x...

I need my mum T_T