Fitting In!

You try & try, over & over again, to fit in with the world. You think you’ll be happy when everyone likes you. You just want to feel part of something! All you want is to feel wanted. You want to feel happy & loved. So, you try & try, over & over again to…

Alive Again!

So, this post is inspired by a personal experience I’ve had recently, that taught me A LOT of lessons! Woke upDisappointedCrying my eyes outFeeling lost Cleaned upSelf confrontedFull of doubtsFeeling done Looked upRefocusedFound my rootsFeeling motivated  Stood upRestartedTook a new routeFeeling different  Jumped upWisdom gained In pursuit – ofFeeling alive again!  Thanks for reading!I hope that…

The Endless Cycle of Constant Failure

I keep failingYet you forgive meOver and over again I keep strayingYet you look after meEveryday I forget about youYet you never forget meNever I try to do it on my ownYet you still look after meNo matter what I do I try to hide my shameYet you show me itAnd you forgive me right…

These scars…

These scars won’t lastThey might hurt nowThe pain just feels too realWill they ever go away? These scars cut deepThey are changing youYou can barely think anymoreWill it ever become normal again? These scars are opening a new chapterThey could become positiveBut, right now, they feel deadlyWill it ever feel good? These scars have taken…

Adulting / Living Abroad

There’s a lot to learn how to do all over again. . . . It doesn’t matter if you were a pro at all those things in your home country because everything will be different in a foreign country. Yes, there will be similarities, and you will learn the differences quickly. But, you will still…

Hide n’ Seek

Where are you? Come out, come out wherever you are. Where did you go? What are you doing? Just show me your self. How can I find you? Why did you leave? I can’t find you anywhere. What do I do? Are you still there? I feel so alone without you. Can you please come…

The good ol’ days!

I miss the days when I used to play outside everyday after school. I miss the days when I would run around my block with friends and neighbours doing crazy and stupid things. I miss the days when we’d laugh all evening until the sun set. I miss those days because I always thought we’d…