But did I really?
No. That is the answer of the biggest question of the year. At least in my very own life.
If people think, that I stopped writing. No, I don;t. I still am, and will always.
I writes lot of poems, simple short short story.
I also had a lot of ideas that I wanted and so eager to write, but I don;t.
Because, the current media is so cruel and terrifying that I'm afraid to just laying out my own thought.
I'm not always disagree with common mass opinion, but when I do; people think I'm selfish and intolerant.
People think that I stopped writing, because I do make them think that I did.
I stopped writing.
I also stopped being that class clown.
I stopped making jokes, put up the freaking wall, not let anyone in.
It's hard to be in the society where I can't even trust any of them.
Or it is just my insecurity fooling me?
Maybe it is, maybe it is not.
But who cares?
About me, no one.
That is pretty much why people and I end up thinking that I stopped writing.
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mind leave a piece of ur heart?