• ruchibisht25 5w

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    Once I was also one of those who waited for someone's call,cried in front of them,wanted their attention,eagerly waited for them to meet.

    But now when I look at myself I realized that i am not the one i was before. I am someone else. I am shattered like glass and it is very difficult for myself to find and collect myself.

    I think i had lost real me in the storm of life i had faced or may be during fighting with my bad days.

    I am no more in me. I think I am dead from inside.

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    I had lost myself

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