THOUGHTS
I write and i write and i write but no matter how many words come from my thoughts they never seem to encompass anything I'm feeling ever. It's as if the perfect words and phrasing needed to explain my brain are just out of reach and the more i write the worse it gets it feels like. The more words i put down, trying to explain the gaping hole inside of me, the further and further i feel like i am to showing how i truely feel. How come no matter how many words i use it never seems to fully describe the things that go on in my mind? How am i to explain to someone my own brain if I can't put it into words? How am i supposed to find the words i need to get my point across?
This is just a thought of mine....
I write and i write and i write but no matter how many words come from my thoughts they never seem to encompass anything I'm feeling ever. It's as if the perfect words and phrasing needed to explain my brain are just out of reach and the more i write the worse it gets it feels like. The more words i put down, trying to explain the gaping hole inside of me, the further and further i feel like i am to showing how i truely feel. How come no matter how many words i use it never seems to fully describe the things that go on in my mind? How am i to explain to someone my own brain if I can't put it into words? How am i supposed to find the words i need to get my point across?
This is just a thought of mine....
kuch to log kahengai let them bark, don't forget you're a jugnu in this full of dark ✨🌙
life is harsh duniya ka kaam hai pain dena, but you just move on and say apna kya lena dena 🕶️
Na book padhi ja rahi h na movie dekhi ja rahi hai...na bhuk lagri hai na kisi ko reply karne ka mood hota hai na kisi se phone pe baat hoti hai.... poora din kuch na karo fir bhi kuch karne k liye time nhi milta.... ye ho kya raha hai mere saath
SENSITIVE
I don't know when it happened. I always thought i was stranger than this. how did i fall so low ? When did i become so sensitive to many things ? Why does anything make me upset ? They are just friends..... Why am i left behind ? Am i overreacting? Maybe i am... But, I'm sorry..... I'm sorry I'm not as strong as i used to be, and now any small action crumbles me down. I'm sorry i ruin the mood when we are having a good time, or when out of blue something hurts me... I'm sorry, that's your way of speaking, or maybe it's your mannerisms, but I feel hurt by that too even if you talk to me in a loud voice i get hurt from that too sometimes...
I'm sorry i become this SENSITIVE
I don't know when it happened. I always thought i was stranger than this. how did i fall so low ? When did i become so sensitive to many things ? Why does anything make me upset ? They are just friends..... Why am i left behind ? Am i overreacting? Maybe i am... But, I'm sorry..... I'm sorry I'm not as strong as i used to be, and now any small action crumbles me down. I'm sorry i ruin the mood when we are having a good time, or when out of blue something hurts me... I'm sorry, that's your way of speaking, or maybe it's your mannerisms, but I feel hurt by that too even if you talk to me in a loud voice i get hurt from that too sometimes...
I'm sorry i become this SENSITIVE
Sitting alone starring at that beautiful moon at end of the day feels so complete !
This moon reminds me of so mang people, so many beautiful night's, but at the end it reminds me of our loneliness,
This hits me in a very different way ✨
Yes! It feels like it's only the moon.... And me! But wandering in our minds so many beautiful faces! Yes we do try to forget people, we do try to rush away from the things but... At the end we realize that these are deeply burried in our heart and heart are not thrown away....
Because ;
HEART'S CARRY OUR SOULS
This moon reminds me of so mang people, so many beautiful night's, but at the end it reminds me of our loneliness,
This hits me in a very different way ✨
Yes! It feels like it's only the moon.... And me! But wandering in our minds so many beautiful faces! Yes we do try to forget people, we do try to rush away from the things but... At the end we realize that these are deeply burried in our heart and heart are not thrown away....
Because ;
HEART'S CARRY OUR SOULS
I may not be the easiest person to love. But I'll do my best to give you my all. I'll support your dreams snd be your ultimate best friend. I'll help you to become more happy. Most importantly, I'll always be by your side cheering you on.
Have you ever meet someone on the internet that you liked so much that you sometimes sit there and think "OH MAN there are people who are lucky enough to see this person IN THE FLESH ON A REGULAR BASIS and i wonder if they realize how LUCKY they are"
HMM...INTROVERT PEOPLES
Introvert don't lack social skills, they're just not interested. They can talk. But not with everyone. They can read you like a book. They can tell you more about you then yourself. But they need the right mood. The right place, the right vibe, the right person. Then, they talk...
Introvert don't lack social skills, they're just not interested. They can talk. But not with everyone. They can read you like a book. They can tell you more about you then yourself. But they need the right mood. The right place, the right vibe, the right person. Then, they talk...
Not a single person has tried to fight for me to stay in their life, yet i fought for everyone i lost ❤️🩹
" TRAGEDY "
She loves him
More than he'll ever know,
And he loves her
More than he'll ever show.
By:- @Daddy_bapu69
She loves him
More than he'll ever know,
And he loves her
More than he'll ever show.
By:- @Daddy_bapu69
"Kitni ajeeb hoti hai insaan ki fitrat, nishaniyo ko mehfuz rakh kar insaan kho deta hai"
-"am i too soft or the world is too hard"
-"no, you just feel too much"
-"but isn't it the point of having a heart...."
-"no, you just feel too much"
-"but isn't it the point of having a heart...."
"I dream of living my life
in the same way
The children read fairytales. With
A touch of hope, a lot of hearts,
And the everlasting belief
That all things are magical."
in the same way
The children read fairytales. With
A touch of hope, a lot of hearts,
And the everlasting belief
That all things are magical."
Adulting is tough and the word 'responsibility' is heavy in itself. there's no easy way out. some days are so beautiful and productive that they shift your entire focus from all that isn't going right. but some days are so terrible that you find it hard to get out of bed (but you still do). Aren't we all just trying and hoping that tomorrow is gonna be better than today?
"jo nhi milta uska inteezar kyu?....
Kisi ke liye apna yeh haal kyu?... Waise toh is duniya me bohot saari pyaari cheezai hai par jo nahi milta ussi se itna pyaar kyu.....?!"
Kisi ke liye apna yeh haal kyu?... Waise toh is duniya me bohot saari pyaari cheezai hai par jo nahi milta ussi se itna pyaar kyu.....?!"
WHENEVER
Whenever i try to share something with someone whenever i start sharing my feelings with someone...
start showing my true self to them start sharing that I'm a sensitive person... i cry a lot I cry even over small things Whenever someone comes to know about this habit of mine, I don't know why.. they start thinking of me as a person who plays victim How do I tell someone that I am like this, I don't act, I don't act on purpose, I feel like crying on small things no one can understand me no one can understand me I'm not that type of a person...
but from all this I learned one thing that we should never show our true self to anyone... Anyone....
Whenever i try to share something with someone whenever i start sharing my feelings with someone...
start showing my true self to them start sharing that I'm a sensitive person... i cry a lot I cry even over small things Whenever someone comes to know about this habit of mine, I don't know why.. they start thinking of me as a person who plays victim How do I tell someone that I am like this, I don't act, I don't act on purpose, I feel like crying on small things no one can understand me no one can understand me I'm not that type of a person...
but from all this I learned one thing that we should never show our true self to anyone... Anyone....
The Sound of Silence...
The sound of two people ignoring each other
The sound of no one being there for another
The sound of eerie nothingness engulfing the air
The sound of no one even bothering to care
The sound of wind blowing everything away
The sound of the pain you go through everyday
The sound of everything that is unknown
The sound of being completely alone
The sound of thinking quietly inside
The sound of being left behind
The sound of trying not to cry
The sound of wishing you could die
The sound of silence can't be heard
Just like the soft swift wings of a bird
The sound of silence can seem unreal
The sound of silence is something you feel
The sound of silence
Soft yet shrill
The sound of silence
I think Can kill
The sound of two people ignoring each other
The sound of no one being there for another
The sound of eerie nothingness engulfing the air
The sound of no one even bothering to care
The sound of wind blowing everything away
The sound of the pain you go through everyday
The sound of everything that is unknown
The sound of being completely alone
The sound of thinking quietly inside
The sound of being left behind
The sound of trying not to cry
The sound of wishing you could die
The sound of silence can't be heard
Just like the soft swift wings of a bird
The sound of silence can seem unreal
The sound of silence is something you feel
The sound of silence
Soft yet shrill
The sound of silence
I think Can kill