I'm not stuck anymore.. I'm just falling. I'm not falling forward, I'm falling backwards to nothing; back to how everything used to be, back to everything I've been afraid of. I just hope I stop falling from a branch hanging out on the edge rather than hitting solid bottom.
This is what I read and its funny yet sad how I can relate to it. I just feel plain jealous of people who know what's happening to them and who know how to put it into words. I am just sturggling....
I am a liar sometimes its just too difficult to face your own reality and I have these "sometimes" all the times, running from my fears, my insecurities ,my brutual realities .....I am lost in no where
I have lost my track and I am afraid to say there is no way leading back to me
see here again I am afraid to accept the realities, the truths of my life which are quite painful to acknowledge....
The things I feel might be very trivial to you and I myself consider them not big enough but small things hurt too don't they? or maybe I am again overreacting ....
ugh see how unsure I am
this is not xactly unsurity its my habbit to lie about what I feel.
You know what I am sick of these lies but I cant stop it now. I will die if I stopped lying
secure about my relations
are the feelings I have not felt ever in my life and well some people do spend their lives without gaining anything..... rite?
khasara hi khasara hota hai
and I can see from here what I had and what I am soon going to lose.....