As the days pass by , I’m here all alone writing nonsense , feeling miserable and needy and when it comes to being needy , i really do need a hug where i can cry safely . I wanted to be safe and peaceful , in a life full of surprises , growing up is the greatest one . I wanted to do something special which i don’t know what it is , actually i feel it inside me , I’m feeling different why? well i don’t know ,, I’m neither smart enough nor pretty , but i feel it , I’m unique .
i am used to every single thing around me . I’m used to being worried in my own living place , i’m used to being insecure with my decisions , i’m used to feel bad about myself when i don’t have to , i’m used to ignore every tear i shred , and that’s me ,, believe it or not , i won’t change . I’m trying my best to hide my pain , So nothing could help my inner peace except writing and maybe that’s why i grew up saving quotes , loving poems even sometimes writing songs. That’s when you can place your feeling into words , express your soul into letters .
That’s why we face ups and downs , the ups is to get you more confident and hopeful , the downs is to reveal the best in you , the strong you you used to hide , the brave mindset you kept away .
I feel like writing when I’m broken ,where i reveal the best in me , exactly as I’m right now