Reality Snaps

Day 1

I've been stuck in my room all day.

Doing this, reading cliche romance stories, trying to get inspired or be motivated by watching youtube videos.

I love art. I'd say myself an artist, but then again i lack confidence in defining myself that way.

I like music. I'd rather have my earphones plugged in all day than face hearing everyone tell me off. In other words, it helps me escape reality.

I prefer fiction. I prefer being in my own world but you see, most people don't get much in life by doing so.

I get hurt easily. So they say i'm a bit too sensitive. Yes. I am. But then again they never stop and think that maybe their words do hurt, and was far off point.

Am i being irrelevant? Am i? Is it so wrong to not be happy? And blame yourself so that you don't end up blaming others?

Am i wrong to stop myself this way?