Untold thoughts
I'm dying always lying
I do fight I do cry
My life is tiring, mind helping?
Tell me, who'll give a damn on a person like me?
Not pretty as celebrities
Not smart as scientist
They talk bad about me
Tell them to please stop
I want to be free from these cuffs
They did not even know
how hard I worked to get a thing
I can't even dance, I can't even sing
My face and body don't symbolizes a model's beauty
But did you check what's inside me?
I have this beauty that I'd been holding on since when
But that beauty is now getting uglier and then
Do I deserved this?
To get more even uglier as it is
I wanted to be happy
everytime I do everything just to be
I always end up feeling so lonely
I'm too bold to be seen
But guess what?
I'm in the middle of the darkness of sins
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She can't remember what had happen when she wrote this. She was sad, afraid and insecure at that though moment, for sure. But looking back, emotions are really powerful to push her to pull out words like these in her anxious mind.
Emotions...
She will use them to make herself stronger. She would be more aware of what she feel and she will accept it. Pulling herself together, she'd use and manage them wisely.
She will not hurt others at hard time. She will not affect them unless it's happiness. She will hide. She will be more careful. With all her heart, she will.
