stand still

Ever have moments when u think everything around u is just perfect? and suddenly it doesnt it crashes down on u like a tone of bricks,
im always so good with words and im so completly lost for it at this moment,
wheres things going, why do i want it so much , why am i being pushed away so hard...
why do i always end up feeling like this why do i have to share my inner thoughts when all i get is not comfort...
afriad of sharing, afraid of telling..
holes can be mended , its like cooking the more time effort and care and love u put it the better it tastes, the faster the hole will fill up ,
its harder not knowing wat the other side thinks , or when u ignore of what the other side really thinks..
thats hope, waiting for something good ...waiting for a smile,

its like im in a hole, a hole of only my own hope faith, is it enuf to carry the weight...