Introduction
I don't have a heart for fakers who shed crocodile tears nor do I have sentimental value for emotional basted-s. I'm the devil's work of art. Nobody knows me too much to hurt me neither does anyone knows me too deep to understand me.
Blogging
It's not supposed to be this way
Life is not just like a fantasy storey or the shows u see on TV.It's lonely....Not that I'm lonely in college but the life there...
Yes I have friends there but I always have this ting in my mind...are the sincere? or are they using me? What are they and hu are they?Questions keeps buggin me....It's a lonely road with no one to trust no one to count on...
In the midst of walking this lonely road,I must not loose myself... I must not let the loneliness affect me....but it's killing me mentally...bit by bit...It's like sum sort of a brain wash...I'm so afraid that I will be rejected,so afraid of making mistakes so afraid of being maself....so insecure...life is like so weird...I realise I became more sensitive, more fragile...
No, I musn't loose myself...I musn't forget who am I...why am I here....I must remember that I'm here to fufill my dreams..KEEP THAT ENTHUSIASM GOIN!!!!Keep on going...no, I must not fail to be what I am to be....I can't let the world shape me I have to shape the world...
This ain't the feeling i'm supposed to feel...pls...keep that fire burnin...