When you hate the most constant characteristic aspect of the world change. Daily survival becomes tough, When things change the way you love, it becomes tougher. Unfortunately, when you're an intense observant and even small tiny behaviors of ones around you agitate your sensitivity and spikes your level of anger out of space that it turns down like tears. You're stuck in a broken bridge between the past and present of the same person, poisoned to silent killing by the way they were and the way they are. To the extent that you're sad for no reason, but ultimately the reason is embedded within you which could never be expressed because you've lost acceptance over it. Being so emotionally composed, at least that's how others recognize you. The only option of expressing your grief is also now vanished. Putting on those professional fake smiles losing your individuality drop by drop, you cannot fix or mend yourself, neither scream for help. In reality, the o
I am Giver. I am Seeker. I fail. I fall. I am let down. I am deceived. I am hurt. I cry. I bleed.