its about 17th i life, how i get trough my problem, how i cried and how i know that i'm happy.
My life, isn't easier as everyone sees. I cried alone, i could die on my tought(s) and thats all alone.
I have taste how the pain was, how the dissapoint was, the taste of being love, to fall in love, and to get hurt.
But its okay, its about 2-3 years, finally i could lived my life. I could see the happiness on pain, i could see the learn behind fall. I could feel positive; even tough i know its hurt me, or i can't even think i could make it.
After make a war to my own self. After fight against my own self. Finally i could love myself. I could fix (even tough still on progress) i could fix myself. I know my problem is hard, but everyone have a problem. They can make it, so why can't i?
My only problem is i have scars. I have demons inside me and no one know, i can't even leave it even if i want to. My only problem is my mind who could make it harder. Who make me sees everything difficult; even if thats not.
Thats my problem, everyone is have a problem and they can make it, they didn't have a demons, but i have.
I know i shouldn't make it too much, but the pain and feel broken, unwanted, dumb, not preety( even if i am really not preety) hit me all the time.
Everytime my friend insult me. I broken a little bit more.
Why are them call me only if they need me? Why they leave me behind when they didn't need me? Why should i being care? Why? Just why?
Not mean to be selfish. But i need that too, i need friend and i need for being wanted.
But everyone always want me, when they need somethin' from me.
I know thats seems not hard enough.
But it could hurt me.
Lil bit.
Yeah, just a little bit and you don't need to worry about that.
Love, nisa.
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