Truth

The imagination that I cant grasp...
I wonder whether it will become my reality
or be in my reality first.

I've been having it since 16.
Maybe before.
But I seem like couldnt grasp on it.
I dont know what's the reason.
Is it education?
Is it background?
Is it anxiety?
Is it society?
Is it personally?

I didnt want to admit.
But sometimes later it gets me wondered.
I no longer feel anything.
But I know I want it.

Before I know it,
I feel like it's forbidden for me to say it out loud.
No one gets it.
No one gets what I feel.
No one gets how I feel.

They tease.
They laugh.
They view it low.
But what do I do?
It really is in me.
I denied,
but it really is there.

Stop questioning my background.
Dont blame anyone.