The Truth Untold

Here We Go.

Smell of fresh dirt, sound of raindrops and the wind blowing through thick leaves. Monsoon has begun and my room has started to get cold, a beam of sunlight was nowhere to be seen. I stood up lazily from my bed and i flinched as i came in contact with the cold hard floor.

Mornings were still the same. And me, well todays birds accompanied me for breakfast. I live by myself, not that no one wants me.....it's just that i don't want anybody. Sixteen years....i've lived alone in this lonely mansion. I've shut people away, and well people shut me out too.

For me life is just complicated, one time they're your everything but next...you're all alone. Again. It has been years since i've heard or recieved a compliment, well you could say i'm craving for a compliment. Kinda funny. But i have a question....am i really like they say. Am i that hideous? Am i really dangerous? And of all, Am i ugly?

These questions roamed my mind.....i questioned myself this every single day whether it is really true. Well i guess it is from the way people never wanted to approach me. People call me ugly and well most comments were negative. Which is why i've shut down people not knowing where i am now.

What's the point of being alive if you're nothing to them, i came from a quite rich family and our business outsold every city's..but what i have i done now. My parents left me for business and i was to take care of my father's business but now what i am doing? I've sold it all because i was afraid. Afraid of criticism. Afraid to even hold a business. What more can i say? Just to call myself a coward. Umworthy. And love? Love don't exist.