I tried to be strong because I want to protect others, mostly to the one that I care, and especially to the one that I love, and lastly to myself. But it didn’t work out as I planned; deep inside I’m still week, childish and immature, like I used to be. Well, I used to being bullied by others when I was little, maybe because I’m a big fat kid when I was young, but I doesn’t important anymore, everything changed.. my friends, my family… I guess everyone changed
Suddenly, I realized that being strong is completely pointless, just look at myself; I don’t have love to give, even dignity to myself. I wonder how I want to protect the people that I love if I don’t know what loves truly are, and how on earth I want to protect myself If I don’t have any dignity. Perhaps, for all this time, I chose a wrong path.
I have decided.
I want to change
I want to make it all over again.
I made up my mind; I will come back to my hometown where I left so many things behind. I will solve the problem that always on my mind, I’m not running again, I will face it and deal with it, I will come back to the streets where I used to be and hopefully, I will find myself there. Amen