sâmbătă, 16 martie 2013
I am in a constant battle with myself. I still hope that someday I can think good things about myself.
I know it's not about myself, but I still have to live with myself.
So I don't quite know how to love myself.
I often don't know the whole truth about myself, I can't understand myself.
I over think myself. I constantly fight with myself.
I see myself punching my own self. And sometimes I don't want to be myself anymore.
I lie to myself that everything is going to be ok. But when hope and love don't exist within, myself feels broken.
Myself feels forgotten inside it's own mind. And no one realizes that I am not myself for a long time.