So many bubbles... precious bubbles...

And everybody picks one, get inside, block him/her self from
the world.
They don't really want to talk. Just being inside the
bubble. All Alone.
They are afraid of its explosion. they are afraid from
living without the precious bubble.
Afraid to be seen by others... of  being forced to talk to
others, to share, to be close to other people in this world.
Well it's a little bit frightening, isn't it?
We all made by the same God. But we are so different.
We all afraid from being alone in this huge planet.
But at the end, we realize that everybody is living in
his/her own world, its own privet bubble.
We are living our lives in this fear of explosion.
The explosion that will bare everything- our loneliness in
this world, our weakness, our secret thoughts, our fears.
Everything we tried to hide all this time.
To keep inside this precious bubble.

But as I know, bubbles always explode at the end...

So don't be afraid to be revealed...