24/12/2024
I must rest, I deserve to rest from the thought that everything I deserve won't find me.
I deserve to stop having the thought that I'll never live the life I wanted because of the sh*tty things that were happening to me.
I should stop blaming everything on myself when anything goes wrong around me.
I should stop pretending that everything everything is alright when it's not.
I should let myself feel everything that I need to feel, suppressing everything just making it worse.
I wish I had someone to tell this honest feeling without getting judged,
telling this that I hate to think like this to someone wholeheartedly, without fear, without being afraid.
Will good days try to find me? Or I should find it till my feet sore from walking barefoot to the road of my despair.
I am desperate to cling to those days where I see myself genuinely happy without the fear that it will expire and for a short time only.
I needed something to put my faith in so that I had something to hold onto.
I want to wake up every day where the sun feels like comforting me to go on for another day without me having second thoughts if I will continue to rise every time it shines.
What is the real meaning of happiness, why I couldn't find it?
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