Insecure, insecure, insecure...
Hating this situation..
Breakdown into tears..
Such frustating..
Feeling not good enough in everything..
Lost of confident.. Not even a single one..
Took away all my strength to hold on..
Dislike to be such emotional..
Sometimes it got into so deep..
Can't run away..
Demanding to stop this madness.
Don't want to be a coward to face this..
Surround by my own craziness..
Wouldn't it be easy if all of this gone away?
Everything happens for a reason..
Maybe I'm just waiting for that reasons to come along..
So logic explanation could've had made..
Dying here slowly..
Swallowing my own fear..
Misguided pathway..
Depressing reality..
Faking myself with a smile..
My greatest camouflage of all..
Hiding each of every details..
Stuck over and over again..
Will I'll be able to stand up strongly?
But with my faith shaken?
Accepting that life sometimes isn't fair..
Ups and downs in life are natural process..
Thinking..
Wondering..
Hoping..
For a better, more lively days..
Insecure will always remain in me.
Sincerely,
Lyssa Andrew .
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