Who am i?
The fight to get to know me becomes tougher each day. There are billions of humans on earth yet, i feel so alone. I've gat fake friends hovering allover buh does that mean am fake too?
I really don't know me
Am i living my life or someone else's?
Do i Have alot of passions so i could get caught up between them?
What exactly is my purpose?
I weep in solitude
No one really understands me, Neither do i understand myself.
I wanna be everything that am not.
Does being a perfectionist cut you off from the b world? Or am i just scared to stand out?
I've said my byes to the other life
The life where i mistook pleasure for happiness.
I knew I didn't want company to be my reason for finding love, so i decided to keep love on hold till i found company in me.
Apparently, getting to know me exposed me to alot of facet that scares the hell outta me.
A journey through my brain for 1minute can give someone a serious migraine.
So much ideas, so much knowledge c'mon how did I get this exposed?
These turbulent thoughts keeps me up late at night and pushes me up before dawn.
Who am i?
A quest to know me.