7 years ago,
all i wanted was to get enough time to be with my friends.
6 years ago,
i want to feel how does love truly feel.
5 years ago,
i want to know what & how is myself gonna end up on next 5 years.
4 years ago,
all i could think about was love is everything.
3 years ago,
i started to believe forever doesnt exist.
2 years ago,
i was starting to love myself, to know what im worth of.
a year ago,
its all about me.
and now, here i am, 17 year old girl. its an achievement to think about it because im not that strong. but each day God prepares me with more strength to go and fight my demons and sometimes it works sometimes i lose and neither of them are going to give up. i love that whenever im sad, the excuse is always the same. "ure going to be just fine. nothing to worry about" and then i cant control it. evil wins. somehow it stops coming out, but i know its not the end. pls God, hear me. i only want to be happy is all that i asked i wanted to be happy and happy and happy and that is all.
happy 17th bear-it-day, dearself.
