By April 2013, I will be 22. And today, at nearly 3am of 22feb I am feeling honestly down.
Know how an evoluting caterpillar grows into a beautiful butterfly? It needs to shed off the cover.
Sometimes I feel that I don't really understand myself.what an irony right? Not understanding myself and expecting someone out there to understand me?
But I do realize something, I am graduating in less then 4 months time and must be ready to fight the realistic war.
I need to grow, I need to learn and I need to change.
Yet questions keep popping in my brain.
"Time to grow stronger?" I am trying. But change needs time. And will there be someone to hold me when I fall? Will there be anyone?
Insecurity. One of the distinctive stuffs that I dislike about myself is being sensitive and insecure about stuffs.i should learn, learn to be a mature lady who is ready for the world regardless of how it ends or who comes along the way.
One thing that I definitely know, I love with all my heart and I am genuine to all that comes; additionally, I dislike being burden and hate being a cry baby but I don't know why tears flow that easily out of me.i should learn to control that tear bladder there.
Goodnight folks.
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