i see that my participation is awaited. so, here it goes....
I've got nothing much to complain about others, instead much about myself. there hasn't been peace within me. all the years along, ignorance and escapism took hold, maintaining a vulnerable truce. restlessness erupts and the me hates that nothing is accomplished with excellence. pretending that's its okay but in fact the fact is greatly unnerving.
and i understand the feeling of wanting to hide from the world. fearing the kind of eyes that will be cast upon. i am fighting a worst enemy me. please help me, against me.