a page of my diary

After all what’s happening in this world, I wonder if this place is still safe for a girl like me. What if I open my eyes and see the truth facing me with its sharp teeth while I’m unarmed? How can I survive in a world where there is no place for fairness any more? It’s all gone, no one can accept you if you’re no strong, everyone will step on you like if you were a pace of paper dancing on the rhythm of the wind, it cares you away from a land to another, you meet different mentalities but you can’t find somebody who can understand your need for security. You get hurt when you get stepped on, but never learn the lesson, and the paper keeps on dancing, travelling and meeting people. If it’s lucky, the nicest one you meet on your way, will grab you, writes on you, and throws you away. Now you’re heavy, you can’t move any more, you keep on thinking about the text written on your back, it’s your destiny, you think about the heavy weight on your shoulders! But you still do the same mistake over and over again; you try to change but can’t be a better person. That person is me, this was an example of what I live everyday, I try to satisfy everyone around me, but can’t satisfy my self!! Now I’m hurt, my wounds won’t heal and I’m suffering in silent. Can’t tell anyone, because no one can feel what I feel.