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Despite all the action today, I feel very hollow on the inside. For a few seconds I felt like I was a bird, floating freely in the sky without a care in the world. Yet this hollow feeling is not alone...I want to cry, if that makes any sense at all. I'm hollow, yet I want to cry. I want to cry so hard and never stop.

Its funny, I miss the touch that was never there. I'm looking in the wrong direction for what I want, and no matter how hard I try to look away I just end up staring in the face of what will most likely be the death of me. It is not love, not even close.

I'm only Tina, I am not what they want or need. Come to think of it, I am not what any guy wants or needs. I still feel like the crumpled up piece of paper that has been carelessly thrown aside to rot. I just want to be that treasure to someone instead of trash. Even if they end up seeing me as something more than trash...I don't know what I'd do. If that attention was given to me, I don't know if I'd ignore it or embrace it with open arms. It would most likely be a trap, since no guy in their right mind could possibly see me as something worthy.

...I guess old wounds can be re-opened afterall. I'm not strong like they thought I was.

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