Hiding Behind Blue…

Hiding behind my baby blues for years I have learned many things. Things I wish I could relearn, or never learn; either way they are forever engraved in my memory. I have been through so much, but yet so little.  So little that I’m labeled as naive, but so much that I’m labeled as a master of my time.

Only explaining that I still have a life time ahead of me. And that single sentence scares me more than anyone will ever realize.

I’m the type of person that will hid from something as long as possible, I’m noncomfrontational. My parents tell me I get it from them, but neither of them seem to have problems with anything, they are my parents. I think I get it from fear; fear of being hurt again.