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A PACE TOO LITTLE

It's not how we see the world in a different perspective but it's how our actions determine the world. Too many experiences fill a certain amount of gap in our hearts but at the same time it leaves our hearts empty. Sometimes our emotions pace around and get over Rated and we often dwell in our bad experiences.
I think too little of myself, feeling the need to blame myself for everything that is bad about me. I'm talking about how I look, how act, how visualise life, but the reason for me to feel the need to blame myself, is the words coming out of their mouths, the words tremble in my head and I take them to heart, allowing them to destroy me inadequately.
 I didn't realise that's its my fault to be actually hurt, to go through the pain. Mostly at times you won't find any wet liquid falling down my cheek because I keep my pain secret but at the same time I'm labelled cold-hearted. My emotions may be all over, in pace too little that no one can acknowledge them. Need to mention the sadness I'm going through, it got me wondering "is it ever going to get better?",questions like that lingers in mind all the time, I keep on hoping that in due time I'll find a solution to it all but what if there's no solutions at all, what if it's just time being wasted.
But the pace that my emotions are moving is to little to make it all better. It can rather be little that to have a big pace to allow my emotions to be scattered. 
It's only time that can change the pace that is too little for me, maybe it will get better in time