Truth

The truth is always hidden away somewhere. In this case, the truth is hidden away inside of my head.

It's true that people see me for something that I am not. They believe that I am what they are able to see of me.. But inside my brain are secrets of which I can not tell anyone. These secrets doesn't belong in such a world which we live in. So what is my desire? I long for acceptance. I want to be accepted for who I really am.

The problem lies in showing the real me for all the living souls who accepts me for that which I am not. The fear of what might happen to current friendships if they get to know my secrets. Unbearable.

-Emil Gustafson (Klankton)