Mine is not
My head twisting
My mind told me that I am not supposed to forget myself
Altho my conscience said I have more than enough reason to love
The mind keep convincing me that I am out of reason to love
and that I am not supposed to live this way
that I can live better
why is it so heart to keep my heart strong?
All this time I have been living with these in mind:
"I am happy because people care about me, because many people love me,
because people appreciate me.."
The more I count how many people who really care, how much I am actually loved... those things...
The more unhappy is my life
So please... I beg myself;
help myself
forget myself
stop looking at myself
because a sad soul she is
I couldn't even recognize my own shadow