I Need Someone to Talk To.

I need someone to talk to, But I don't want someone I know. I think I need a stranger. A stranger who won't judge the way I think (or at least I won't think that he/she judges me).

I need someone to talk to. Someone who will just listen to my life rants and will keep quiet until I finish bursting out (or at least someone who knows no sympathy at all).

I need someone to talk to. Someone who can understand me even when he/she says nothing at all. Someone who shows empathy instead. Someone who knows how to handle pain from others.

I need someone to talk to. But I found no one. Because. I found something. Something that's qualified with all my requirements.

I found something. And, that is writing.