In the end they always ask if you’re okay.
Sometimes you answer truthfully but other times there are no words to say what you truly want to say.
In the beginning You were searching for something You didn’t know about yet.
You were making friends, and meeting others trying to find happiness, but some left you so now you search with caution. Because sometimes you find things you cannot keep.
In the end You were lost. Lost in a world, in a town, in a home, in a friendship, You didn’t belong in any longer.
It started slowly but infected you quickly. you became a stranger to your surroundings. Noticing that what you used to think was your forevers were now dead ends. Your home became a place you felt trapped in. Your hometown was too small and too big. You never quite fit in. Your friends too good to be true but yet you started to slowly wonder if they too would eventually leave. A stranger, a outsider.
From my mind
– AblogginPerson
My lil Life (through the years) 