ME

My insecurities are really suffocating me and i need to breathe. I need someone there to help me. An angel. Not fantasies. A real figure.

I've people asking me umpteen times and i don't know how to face them.
I cannot force myself to be happy when i'm not. The truth is it's really easy to put up a fake front and sometimes you wonder who actually cares. I guess i learnt the hard truth and really as cliche as it sounds, home is where the heart is. It's where i feel a little safer and i know I've people who genuinely care and will be there for me even if i fail them.

But still i know they will never understand me fully. I am the one to decide and i know soon and very soon I WILL BREAK FREE.

Distractions distractions everywhere