What Suppose To Be Right

Sometime they thought that they know me very well. But they not.

My heart made of stone and when I slow down that's mean I am losing hope. Slowly.

I can be very direct to people but at the same time I am hoping the same too.

It's a simple word Yes for the thing which you can and No for the thing you can't.

It is not hard to catch my breath.

I am learning how to react every day. Try as hard to be on the positive side. But I guess, I am the only one who working on things. Maybe I am wrong.

But how to prove it when everything I feel and everything I saw all torn.

This is a ridiculous Fairy Tale I must say.

Help me to understand things.

I am a good girl with a big heart. But now, I am lost.