Journal (2020-05-24)

21 years old
Sunday, May 24th, 20201 min read


We don't usually express the real "we", until and unless someone says "I love you" or "you are my one" or someone realizes what we are something special to them. We fake around, every second of our life. It's a real stupidity to present our best self to only a few people in our life, and pronounce it as a "beautiful life". Whether the worlds need real you or the formal "you", almighty knows, but the mere you (your soul) wants to be free, not in a cage. It wants to dance with this bodily feature of yours, not to be confined by it. Send all your insecurities to other places, it won't work here in the realm called Life.