I want to know what life really means
I don’t want to spend the rest of my life sitting in my bed watching some shit in my computer screen and watch people fight over some petty things.
I want to socialize, discover new things, and get out of my comfort zone.
Insecurities, stress, depression and anxiety is what I’ve got from being at home
In a home where my family can always see what i'm doing, what i’m up to, where i'm trapped.
So do I really call it a home? Where i’m safe but also trapped.
I feel suffocated not being able to do the things i want to.
I love you guys but I love myself too so i’m sorry if I get mad at you for trying to tame me.
Your reasoning’s out of this world. Not because bad things happened to you it means that it’ll happen to me too
We’re very much different so stop comparing my life and yours
Through the 19 years of my existence I've been continuously going with the flow.
Stay at home. Study. Home. Study. And again and again and again until I've reached where I am today
Sure I've visited some places but i cant even recall the memories as it wasn’t as fun as i thought it would be.
I've made a lot of sacrifices. My dreams will forever remain as dreams because it was too late and now i'm stuck at this place waiting for the time to be set free.
Waiting until stress and depression eat me.
But I will be alright... I'll be alright.