Being at the stage of life where i just want to take a comforter, curl up my whole body and just go to sleep and never wake up for awhile or run away so far that i dont even know where i am anymore.
In past few days i have struggled more with telling my closed ones that even in those darkest times, i still have hopes and a stupid will to create dreams, even in those stuck times, i dont feel rush or sense of urgency to join a race everybody seems to be participating into, even when everything is falling apart around me, every dream, every hardwork i have put through is being shattered and rejected, i havent given up. I am just tired and exhausted by the rush the world is projecting on me, not by my broken dreams, i dont want to curl up because i have given up on myself instead people tire me out by being sympathetic of how am i not able to move beyond the starting point. It is the world which is tiring not my broken dreams.
