For the past few days, I felt different. I felt confused. I felt lonely. I felt alone. I'll be turning 25 soon and that makes me crazy. I don't know. Yeah yeah yeah I know that we don't have to rush things but sometimes I'm asking myself if I have done something wrong to experience this. I still believe that good things come to those who wait. God, I know you won't leave me. I'll be holding on.
I don't want any other people involved. I isolated myself from the world. Where am I? Only in my room. Together with my pillows, Ipod and journal. I kept on writing. I kept on crying. Yes, that is me. Weird. Emo. I tried to find myself.
It's hard to explain to those people around me why I'm lonely. That's why sometimes I try to look happy. Easy, no explanation needed. But it hurts deep inside.
I just need to trust HIM. I'm okay now.