Being Me
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It's hard to know if someone's really understands you.. that you knew that it is not easy to express your thoughts scared that they might just judge you negatively..
That's why, it is not your rule to explain yourself all the time to all people around you.. Let them!
The truths will reveal... in right time, in God's time..
I am writing this to express my thoughts, either it's positive or not.. I just found that it's more good to feel that you have something to do when you can't say a word..
I don't care about you, just don't judge me..
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