Today made me realize everything I've always known just never acknowledge.
My inadequacy.
Yes, it's bitterly harsh but I see it today. It made me inhaled a really deep breath, but I didn't sigh. It's like this huge cloud that someone pushed down my throat and it stayed them, suffocated me, and I couldn't speak. No words could be used to describe te feelings I had then.
I knew the only thing on my mind.
It was the urge to give up on myself.
I wanted to say, wanted to say that I am so not enough. I wanted to be like them, the kind who'd I don't know. Just that kind.
I got on the empty bus and I didn't feel like sleeping, I didn't want to sleep. I was afraid of what I might think of if I sleep. So I'm blogging right now, in the bus. I hope I'll be alright soon.
No matter what, I hope I don't give up on myself