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waxing lyrical @ blogspot v1 - introspection.
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Monday, April 28, 2003Many a times, people think they know a person very well on the basis that they've known that person for a long time.But they can't be any further from the truth. So what if you've known me for more than 5 years, or even 10. Do you have a clue to what makes me sad. What are my plans for the future? My views and my opinions? Were you there when I needed someone? Simply put, do you understand me? How can you possibly do when I barely know myself. It's so ironic that a person whom I've talked to on less than 10 ocassions in my entire life knows me much better than you, who I once went out with everyday for my June holidays. Heck, it's not just you. A whole lot of my friends are that way too. But it's not your fault. Really. Since I've never bothered to share that part of myself with you. Or them. Neither have I bothered to find out more about you. I guess we're just not the close-and-bear-your-soul kind of friends. And I don't think we can ever be that way. I don't know. Just don't pretend you know me fantastically well. Because you don't. Spare me. // Guys can be so dense and insensitive at times. Nothing seems to get through to them unless you spell it in bold red letters right in front of them. Girls are like that too. But not as bad. Or does the problem lie with me? 21:42 |
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