Yes, she was choked, choked yet again. She was struggling hard to strike a balance between the real her and fake her. She felt helpless, as she could do nothing to improve her condition. She was frustrated with her life and she didn't know how to handle herself anymore.She was broken... Enough had she fought with herself and now she wanted to give up. For the world she was a happy- go -lucky girl,who lived a comfortable life... And never tasted difficulties in her life. Whereas, the bitter reality was that she fought every single day, cried almost every single night, and now she couldn't take it anymore.
She felt lonely for she knew no one could help her make feel better. She was tired of suppressing her emotions, within her.. Often, did she looked down the lane of her past sixteen years. Yes, she had faced failures in her life,was disheartened, and people had always underestimated her. After facing betrayal in her life,there was no one whom she wanted to trust.
She had made herself available to everyone, but in times of her emotional crisis, there was no one available for her. The girl who had been there for everyone, needed someone to be there for her too. She often disdained her own self. Neither was she uniquely talented, nor was severely good looking. She just existed, because she had to. There was nothing which made her life worth her life worth living.
Music and notepad, were her only friends. Betrayal had taught her not to trust anyone blindly. Intimidated,that she might fall again, she stopped walking. Slowly and gradually, she saw people walk away from her life. The people, who meant so much to her once,were mere names on the contact list. She was losing her identity in the whole wide world.
She arose again, but this time in a new her, a new self.She was no more the petulant, innocent or feline one, but now a bolder one, a meaner one, a selfish one. As she was always prone to living a dual life, she did so again, and this time, she was the cruel one for the whole world.
She felt lonely for she knew no one could help her make feel better. She was tired of suppressing her emotions, within her.. Often, did she looked down the lane of her past sixteen years. Yes, she had faced failures in her life,was disheartened, and people had always underestimated her. After facing betrayal in her life,there was no one whom she wanted to trust.
She had made herself available to everyone, but in times of her emotional crisis, there was no one available for her. The girl who had been there for everyone, needed someone to be there for her too. She often disdained her own self. Neither was she uniquely talented, nor was severely good looking. She just existed, because she had to. There was nothing which made her life worth her life worth living.
Music and notepad, were her only friends. Betrayal had taught her not to trust anyone blindly. Intimidated,that she might fall again, she stopped walking. Slowly and gradually, she saw people walk away from her life. The people, who meant so much to her once,were mere names on the contact list. She was losing her identity in the whole wide world.
She arose again, but this time in a new her, a new self.She was no more the petulant, innocent or feline one, but now a bolder one, a meaner one, a selfish one. As she was always prone to living a dual life, she did so again, and this time, she was the cruel one for the whole world.
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