Why seems to be the best question to ask.

Someday maybe when I look up into the sky it wont be searching.
I've stopped doing a lot of things. And the only thing I've started to do is nothing. Sometimes I try to look forward to tomorrow to think someday that this will all start developing, but I've been thinking that for a very long time. And nothing worth waiting for has happened. Maybe I should try to learn from that, the trouble is I think I've stopped letting myself learn. Or I've tried to tell myself I shouldn't. I'm not sure where my logic lies in this, but its pretty not easy to see.
I don't know when I stopped telling people things, stopped being open.
Yes I do.
It was when I decided people didn't need to know. I didn't need to show people what lies inside, because I see it and thats all that matters.
This may be true in some very select cases, but at the moment I think maybe I shouldn't hold so much back.
Maybe.
Things are getting harder and harder to say and people are moving farther and farther to away.
Today I'm not sure this is where I want to be going. I've got to go another direction because this path wasn't meant to be followed, not by me.
I'm not that girl and I never can be.