sometimes i wonder.. if everything will turn back time.
turn back to the time with no worries. only fear of a book or a movie
somtimes i wonder if there will be doors..
doors that open and lead you to the right path.
sometimes i wonder will there ever bee happiness.
if we make our own happiness will that be fully happiness?
can we really force ourself to do something that we once thought was happiness is happiness.. or we just doing it to satisfied someone happiness but only to showw they were never satisfied.
can we really run away from everything that we are afraid to look at or takeee chances to stay behindd and see what will happen next.
honestly.. am i really sad or just saying that i am to make me believe that i am sad?
i don't really understand myself.. i dont understand others.. i dont even understand how does cleaning up my room will make me feel better. ughh.. i hate myself..
