I've faced low self esteem for so long
and it's not easy to confess it, especially on the internet
'cause we all know how things work on the social media
you better look cool or you'll be ignored by the others
but for me I've no other place to share my worries and my thoughts except the internet
and a guy like me has no friends in real he'd turn to the internet to look for default friends ,but, this isn't what I want
being alone doesn't bother me actually ,being judged it's kinda hard but I slowly get over it ,I couldn't find any way to express the real of me ,I've tried many things and it didn't work out till I took my pen and start writing what is in my head
and for the first time I felt satisfied,for the first time I felt I matter in that vast world ,I felt that it's okay to be weird or awkward on in people's view but the matter are you okay with yourself
if you reconciled with yourself everything will go right
I'm sorry if I typed too much
but all what I want to say I found my place finally ,I found where I belong to ,my own world are my sheets and my only friend is my pen
NOTICE
" I know there might be Grammar mistakes but excuse me 'cause English isn't my native Language"
