Eyes Never Lie

find out who I am through my eyes. see how tired I am how hard life I've been through. facing and holding problem that'll always come every time. no matter what happen I have to deal with it as long as my eyes open and as long as I breathe. maybe I complain too much or I'm the most loser on earth. here, I still asking to myself who am I? why am I like this? feeling tired and sad more often ain't because I'm weak, I just need more strength and support from...the closest ones or anyone or stranger. I open my mind and realize I'll never handle either bitter or a sweetness of life by myself. I can be the most cheerful person all day long and act like nothing happen but deep down inside this heart is so fragile. I lost my confidence since I wrecked. not brave enough to speak out. I talk to blame people, judge them, I really want to hate hate hate them all because they treat me bad like I'm the baddest. when they treat me well it just in front of my face. I want to ignore what they say about myself behind me but sometimes anything they say about the bad side from myself is a big 'warning'. I mean I have to reform to be a better person also change the bad habbit from myself, more nicer to anyone, eliminate hatred even nobody like me. I know it ain't easy. I often write post like this on some post before. word by word almost the same and repeated. I think where the problem came is inside of me. I myself, who think none of them care about what I feel what I mean what I want what I need. look, I'm here just like my own bread without flavor. tasteless. people just want to eat a bread with honey and peanut butter right beside a cup of hot tea, breakfast menu that people always wait in the morning. mine? my honey and peanut butter are expired. no one touch them. so, do I look never be happy? sit down here with me and I'd be happy then.