Category : Diary/Journal
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Sometimes I was feeling down and useless.
Sometimes I was feeling like nobody would willingly to read my things or something I wrote.
It worries me.
And it scared me.
I was thinking about lot of things.
I was also living with someone else in my head.
Saw other was shining like a beautiful sunrise, they made me envy.
Envy about how beautiful they are with all those light in themselves.
And me mostly creating stuffs with my darkest side.
Or when I was mostly dying, tearing me into pieces.
Some people keep questioning how did I get all those stuffs.
I can’t said it was living in my days and night though.
They will never understand.
Maybe they say they did but mostly it was just kind of expressing their sympathy for me.
I was just trying to deal with that and the most important thing also I didn’t hide myself from other people.
Who said there is no light in me? I have it.
It’s still in me.
It’s in my life right now.
I keep myself save.
And here I am.
Still breathing, living and keep writing.
Even all evil still haunting me.
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