A Part of me; And then the other Part

 Day 1 of .....

One day reading-maybe listening to something. I heard that 'Nobody cares about your life' If you want people to actually pay attention, then provide solutions. Well, if that is what you are looking for, i got news news. This is not a solution. I am going to write non-stop. 

I am used to the idea of people calling me 'strong'. I sincerely don't know what that means. Because I am sinking into a place i do not know(how to describe).

 That is the part of me, that people want to see, And then the other part, am scared and scarred. I am scared to be wrong. 

I am scared of the dark and I don't know about tomorrow. 

That scares me. Yet tomorrow expects me to put on a brave face. 

Then the other part of me, wants to just hide and not to feel a thing. Am scarred because I do not where to direct my heart, my entire being. 

Looking at myself. Naked through my eyes, my heart and my mind

A Part of me wants to hide, yet I want to walk, dance and sing loudly

Am awful at singing

I want to meet people that understand my kind of crazy

I want to love without fear

(Part and feeling-Omitted)

I want to wake up and not feel any fear

or doubt

Or shame

I dont want to explain at all.

And don't I like my wandering mind. Jumpy when scared. 

Feeding my heart and mind of the best

Because I deserve to see the big picture

To understand numbers

To learn,

 

To be continued...................................