Sometimes so close, sometimes so distant.
I'm caught up in this mess of myself that I don't even know what I am doing or how I am feeling anymore. It feels so near yet so far.
I have so much insecurities in me and yet I don't know how to deal with them. I keep telling myself that I have no rights to even be feeling any of these anymore now...but why does it stay in me as if it has been there since the beginning? I seem to be needing a form of assurance that I don't deserve.
It sucks to be in a state where I am so clueless and uncertain about everything, it's like waiting for time to pass and know what is next. Time is so cruelly passing and in every moment is a painful wait of what is next.
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