You see, I can face unfairness that is forced on me. I can be submissive if you want me to be, but how can I see the pity on your face directed towards me? How can you see the tears which are yet to be surfaced?
How do I stand when people around can see that I am treated unfairly and fight for me? In my mind, I don't deserve anything. I don't deserve to be fought for. I have to play the cards I've been given. No matter how shitty they are. It's your life, you've got to deal with it.
I am not weak and I can fight for anyone else just not me. You see, that's the thing, my mind is whole different person, at a certain moment I am the boss lady who can get whatever she wants and the next the porcelain doll which will break when treated inappropriately. And I am the fragile thing that endures everything and is constantly breaking inside without a trace of it outside.
Is it normal? Or appropriate? Am I mentally unstable? Tell me, oh, someone tell me. So that I can attach my one more fault in the list of flaws I own. It is a long list already. *sigh* and I am still figuring it out. The life, the people and most importantly myself.












