Ah, I have something to share. This is a poem I wrote in a low point of my life. When hit hard, I usually go to autopilot and express through writing poems. Hehe. Even though years have passed and I have healed from that, I'm sure you can still feel the sorrow and pain while reading it. It's originally written in another language but I'll translate it to english since I don't know where my readers come from. Ah I'm sad already. Okay, here we go! ~♡~ Don't be compelled to read. I just need clarity, not judgement. No. A thing can never be completely positive, nor negative. Traumatized, mortified, too disappointed to think. Deadlines are piling up. I know. But I no longer know how to concentrate. I need time to reshape as a human, where being around people feels safe, where socializing is possible. Isolation feels secure, none can disturb. None endangers me. But because I am who I am, demands chase me. Demands to submit to family's expectations, to be present a...
Anonymously sharing a life with strangers.