I think I'm kidding myself with this fake life, its cutting me like a knife. every moment passes like a frame of picture, no memories or moments to capture. making again the same mistake, even when I know the life is at stake. sometimes surrounded by the crowd of friends, sometimes alone at a dangerous dead end. lost everything to gain nothing, trying but did not find anything. no body supports when you are wrong, neither one wants to come along. remember the day when we took different ways? we can never be together forever you always said. yet, I tried to keep my mind, I did tried to leave all the bitterness behind. don't tell me I am wrong, when you know nothing about me, If you want, think me a stubborn trying to beat the destiny. I said I would not give up until the end, its the end where you begin.
The point of view towards the life is not always the same, you must think out of box to get over the limits. I write here short stories, poems, Social Articles, Some news evaluation or spiritual thoughts.