Despite the stories I have created with many, I still see myself lonely. I have battled million wars and tell no one about it. I have surrendered countless times but show no defeat in my eyes. I am a silent soul walking in the darkest alleys of life and I never asked anybody to light my path. Why? Because I am just too brave to give a fuck.
They always see me flashing the most beautiful smiles I tirelessly practiced everynight as I cried my heart out. I always give the wisest advices not knowing that my decisions are the most chaotic ones. They call me a saviour but I am a failure in my own backyard. I know everything yet I speak nothing ill because I certainly know the feeling of being belittled or bullied for petty issues life kept showering.
They tell others that I have the biggest heart, but they are not aware that I also have the most shattered one. I am full of disappointments but I do not seek justice for every prejudice they throw on me. They may think I held grudges but they are not aware that I don't even ask for an apology everytime they wronged me. Why? Because I am just too pure to give a fuck.
You see, this girl is no longer the same person she was ten years ago. She's no longer the same soul. No longer bear the same heart. Her mental health became something unimaginably strong that even the wildest storm couldn't do anything to harm her. She's become someone totally different. Not by chance, not by choice, but by force.
Sadly, no one really knows my story.