Why me...........?

Why me...........?

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Why do I always have to understand the situation??? Why does I was the one who has to be matured one??? Why does I was the one who has to be silent even if I feel like I have to cry a tons??? Why does I was the one who has to bear all of the burden of the past??? Why does I have to take blame of the thing which I haven't even done in first place??? Why do I have to take punishment of the sins which I haven't done? Why does it have to be me???? Always me??? She is tired.......too tired to think about what was her fault? what did she had done wrong this time? what is her mistake now? too tired...... so much that she is too much tired to breathe............. ----------------------------------------------------------------- They say I am lucky, then why do I feel unlucky when they look at me? They say I am pretty, then why do I feel ugly when they look at me? They say I am successful, then why do I feel like I have always failed in my life when they look at me? They say I am one blessing, they why do I feel like disgrace when they look at me? They say they want to be like me, they why do I feel like I don't even want to live? She is ray of sunshine they say but they didn't know that she really did hide the darkness in her so that world around her can bloom in happiness. ----------------------------------------------------------------- "What is the cost of happiness?" she asked watching him leave towards door. He stopped then turn around and told her,"The one which you cannot afford" She replied to him turning around, chuckling sadly,"I know" making him clenched his fist as he watched her life crumbled away from her eyes. ----------------------------------------------------------------- -----------------------------------------------------------------
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Bliss. Delight. Contentment. Euphoria. Elation. Joy. Glee. Felicity. Jubilation. These are all words synonymous to the word happiness. But what is true happiness? Happiness is that feeling of butterflies fluttering around in your chest, trying to break out. Happiness is that invisible fluid rushing in your veins, making you shiver in the most wonderful way. Happiness is the force that pulls your cheeks up into the widest smile and makes your eyes twinkle. Happiness makes you light-headed and giddy, it is in fact like alcohol. Well then, I am utterly and completely drunk. When you're happy, everything feels amazing. Even small insignificant things like getting up in the morning. The golden hue of sunlight streaming in through the curtains feels like a soft caress from the hand of a lover. The birds seem to chirp sweetly outside, a melody to which the leaves sway as if mesmerised by their music. The curtains tango with the wind beautifully. Every little thing seems perfect. And that's a word I'd use to describe my life. Perfect. To give you a little introduction about me, let me start by explaining the most important aspects of my life. I have a loving family. There's my sarcastic, yet surprisingly sweet brother, my beautiful mother (both in looks and spirit) and my stern, yet humorous father. I have the best best friend, Charlotte and I have an amazing boyfriend, Theo. I'm quite beautiful and popular too which I'm not saying to brag, I'm just stating the truth. So that is my life. The life of Tia-Jade Garcia. *** What she didn't know was that every high has a low and that the higher you rise, the lower you fall and the more painful that fall is. Follow her story as she loses everybody she ever cared for and thereby her happiness. See her fight all of her demons by herself. Watch her fall in love...with herself because the only person's love you'll always need is yours. This is her self-love story.

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