i couldn't tell you who i was if you asked me. i hardly know who i am, well anymore... that is anyway. i think it's about to be two decades of me living with an impeccable facade of normality. not that it perfectly fooled everyone around me forever, but it sure did feel like that in my head. i knew i wasn't meant to be a part of this world, even from a young girl i was knowledgeable of my birth being incidental. that didn't stop me from trying to be the hope that i knew my family needed. my mother most of all... we always had a relationship till this day i couldn't describe to anyone in one sentence. my justification and observation of the relationship between my mother and i.. starts from the story that created me.
'' hiraeth ''
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