Tears

 

Did you ever cry because of somebody else's pain? I did.

I have a lot to say but I can't express it.

I wanted to cryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy 

til my tears dried up

til there's no reason to cry

til I don't feel anything at all...

Doubt

Doubt. How can it affect a person? I have doubts. I've been doubting myself, on what I can do, on how I can influence others, even on how I can improve myself. I just don't know anymore. What do I need? Comfort? Support? Trust? Maybe all of it? I wonder.

Angel of my nightmare

He 
Who knocks to my door
Lighten up my heart and
Brighten up my day
An angel in a form of a man
In disguise, but I can see through him
Hiding, but visible in my eyes
He made a road through my cloudy mind
And made everything clear
He
Who calms my soul
Seeing his smile
Hearing his voice
Like a rhythm I can't get enough
A melody I'll long for
A bittersweet feeling I'll be holding on
The one I'll keep searching for.

Story

Different people, different lives, different experiences, different stories. How do we deal with it? ...with our lives, other people's lives, how we feel, how we show what we want to say and how we want others to feel. Sharing. We can choose whether we want our stories to be known to others; or just be another person in the crowd. Though you may not know it, your story may change other people; on how they live, and how they handle their lives. It may be just another story to you but it can be more to them. It can be an inspiration, to live another day, to give them hope that they've given up just before your story is known.

Options

When you work hard to have what you dreamed of and you got it, it makes you happy, right? But, what if life just wants you to have a taste of it? That life gives you so many options you're not wishing for right on your face, and you, there... trying to hold on on what you know will make you happy. What if life is showing you options  that you deserve even more than what you wanted? Will you go for it or will you hold onto your dream?

Hidden

I'm just an ordinary girl. 
I always smile.
I always laugh. 
I always do what they want. 
Living the way they wanted. 
I never complain. 
I never did. 
They see me as a cheerful and kind person. 
What they didn't know is that  deep inside i feel hurt. 
I feel like dying. 
That when I wake up every morning, I pray that the day would just end. 
That everything will be over. 
I'm not kind. 
Really not. 
I wanted to hurt anyone that comes my way. 
And I don't care who that person is. 
But... I really can't do anything. 
I'm hurting inside. 
Yes. 
But. 
What if. 
That person is suffering more than I already am. 
I don't know his story. 
And I don't want anyone to know mine. 
So. 
I'll just have to bare with it. 
And just hide what I feel.

Just wandering

1 year and 4 months...

And I just realized that I've been waking every morning wishing for the day to end.

I dont know why but I'm not looking forward into anything...

Feels like a zombie wandering around...

I just do what needs to be done...

Someday... Oneday... Hopefully sooner than what I've wished for...

I wanna feel what it's like to wake up and wish for the day to be long enough to do all the things I want, for the time to be so slooooooooow I can have more time to love and treasure every second of my life.

I wanna wake up oneday and be thankful of who I am, what I have, what I can give, and what I can do.

Don't get me wrong... I'm really thankful now but I'm not that happy.