if i was so silent.
if i haven t written for so long,
was because a blog , the written lines disentangle something.
i feel so confused.a decision, a choice would have been so difficult, so easy.
but i was stuck.no decisions,the choice was unique but not said.not clear.
what i showed was my panic.what i hide was a secret.sometimes i wispered it. (wish u could hear it , believe me)