I don’t know i love her or not i even don’t know what Love is but there is this void inside me of constant approval by someone , of constant support by someone, of trying hard to know myself. Maybe I play a split presenolaity or maybe i am split into many personalities but love binds me. This maybe unfair to everyone out to the whole world but even god has many haters.
I am used to being this way maybe saddist is what actually my personality is but even a saddist deserves to be heard.
The concept of love always confuses me, the world is not recognizing it well!! If it such a pure thing then why can’t people express it more often or maybe that’s what a saddist is supposed to get.
I may look like a guy with no vision but I feel like a bird trying to swim against a tank full of sharks. Maybe I am the person who seeks attention but we are no more a generation of listeners, a community who express unbaised opinion there own thoughts i guess the world has changed and i am still living in the world of revolutionirs fighting very tiny battles.
My words are useless if you read them with your Specks maybe with your eyes closed and mind open you can understand me better.
I am a loser , a ranting idiot, a guy with zero plan but still i deserve to be heard, judged and then happily thrown in trash.
I am not a writer or a visionary, I am selfish and non expressive when it comes to thoughts and ideas but I still hope that someone will collect my bits and pieces and try to figure me out.