There's a part of me seeking and desperately needing to open up.That's strange cause I'm an open book, a confused girl.I'm an automatic steeple for depressed and lonely people.My heart while in its cage,give and not receive a thing.But the only funny thing is that I don't know how to give myself advice. I've got this post dramatic thing.With that, I've got to learn to live and dream before I go and get myself in love.True,no?