i've made a promise to bury it in the deepest place where no one could find it .

but i've betrayed that promise . i become more open as more friends are leaving me behind . i become more open in hope that they won't leave me behind .

i should've learnt to keep it hidden forever because now they know about it and still hurting me .

now, i'm too damn full of resentment . to myself . and to them who are leaving me behind without even knowing it .

i need a friend not an enemy . but how can i . when not even people who i call best friends try to care about me . none has shown their respect and love toward me even though i had done everything for them .

i should've kept that promise to stop me from being hurt again .

it's not a prose nor fiction . this is a broken heart and . i plead guilty.