It's been a while since I last felt angry, and today is nothing different from the previous one.
I just felt the urge to write about my feelings because it has always been my therapy from the stress around me. I will not be discussing the details...I'll just exhaust the fumes as I hear my keyboard clicking to every motion of my fingers.
As one of my favorite movie lines go, "I am nothing special; just a common man with common thoughts, and I've led a common life." I'm not perfect, and I know no one else is.
Right now, I'm mad. I'm sad. I'm hurting a bit.
This, too, shall pass, like any other day. But the wound will stay a while.
So leave me alone.
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