Tuesday, 24 January 2017

Are you okay?

Me. I am who I am. Nobody needs to know who I am. I am not a famous person that needs to share everything to the world. Although I do share how something annoys me on social media. But for real, nobody needs to know anyway. But somehow, I would like if some people like my friends or someone I am close too knows me as well as my family knows me the best. For some reasons I'd like to keep everything low about my life but at the same time I'd answer questions when people asked me. I just really don't like people asking so much question but here I am, writing this when I know someone might read this. It's best if I keep writing you then left you on the shelf until everything became really dusty. 

Chapter one: It Doesn't Matter

It wasn't necessary. It never was. I don't want to grow up. It scares me to know that humans are more scarier than ghosts. As I grew older, I'm begining to understand why most people enjoy being alone. Or even not having too many friends. I like how it's raining and that very moment you are listening to music. And sometimes it makes you think whether you deserve to be treated that way by some people or  just thinking what might happen to you in the future. Sometimes it makes me wonder how people can meet and at the end became something they never expected. It's quite amazing. But for people like me, I don't think it'll happen to me. If it did then I'm shock to actually exprience it. Someday, people will find it amazing to just being able to express themself. But, there's more to that. Like how people define themself more than other people. It's not wrong though it might be annoying. I don't like that kind of people. It's sickening the world. What's more worst than this world is that the cruel people that lives in this world. 

Nobody asked to let them be that way. No one ever did. They made that choice by themself and sooner or later.. They'll regret .