sometimes i feel so trapped.i dunno howta explain.well.pple may sae tt im sensitive.mabbe too sensitive.but tts the way i am.if i sense tt someone dun lyk me,i will go away.if i sense tt the atmosphere is awkward,i will avoid it.i noe wad im doing.n my feelings re usually rite.get too bothered over such stuff.it has alwaes been like that.sometimes i try avoiding.but no matter where i run,i realised tt things never ceive to change.so now.i learn to face it bravely.even tok abt it.n if in need.i will walk away.nobody can catch me.not as if nobody tried.but my world n my solitude.is.someplace.in which i lock myself in.nobody can find the key.n nobody can enter it.it is a place of hurt n pain.filled wif memories tt torment one's mind.it is a world of reality.for.when im awake.i live in a world of illusions.