The Difference Between Old and New; Real and Fake

Today's the continuation of our postponed intrams. Me and my old friends are always staying at the air-conditioned canteen. We were talking endlessly about everything. I can't remember the last time I talk this much. Especially with them. And when I was on my way home, I can't help but think about my friends. The old ones and the new ones. When I'm with my old friends, I feel careless and free. But when I'm with my new friends, I feel like I'm pretending to be someone I'm not. When I'm with my old friends, I tell them everything. I tell them what's been going on with my life but with my new friends? I really don't talk to them about me that much. I sometimes don't understand them. Maybe I'm still adjusting or maybe .. I don't know anymore.