Whoever said you can't change overnight?

I totally lost it.

Today, I was a total stranger: withdrawn, silent, speechless. I didn't mind talking to no one. The aura was down beat, alarming, disturbing. I even got scared myself. Gloomy vibes in all places, with my name written on every sensation. I didn't want to speak to anyone, definitely not an option. Dealing with this outrageous emotion never was an easy task. I need to work up a sweat to resolve such idiosyncrasy. I can't let people know it. As hard as it might sound, letting people know my sentiments would even make things worse. Or maybe I'm just if truth be told, scared of what other people might think of me. The act of sharing is there, only held back. People are involved, yes, and I cannot risk the chance to get them even more involved in this. I don't want them to feel what I feel. The "suckiness" feel, the feeling of being lost in yourself, precipitated by that very influential environment. I put a facade, a bitter mask. I hold back tears behind. Those eyes lagged tears waiting a hint of an emotional eruption to trigger its freedom. There's no one to run to now.

Only me and my shattered self.