N.Sya

“Who am I?”

I always ask myself.

And whenever I do
Countless of flashbacks races before my eyes
Telling me that I am this and I am that making me feel uncomfortable on my own skin . Confusing me

“Who are you?”
I ask again
But I don’t really know

“Who are you?”
For the third time I ask myself
And I remember how I used to be
Acting differently between people I meet

And for the last time

“Who are you?” I ask
Still, flashbacks
The memories of me being innocent
Memories of me being a monster
And I ask myself again

“Who am I?”

Do you ever feel numb ? The feeling when your whole world seems to fall apart right in front of you and there’s nothing you can do about it . The feeling when you’re all choked up and the words just won’t seem to come out , the tears are stuck, , and they strangle you and all you feel is sole numbness and undescribable darkness in you . The feeling when you’re indecisive do you not care anymore ? Or are you just really tired ? Or is this just a phase that will pass ? The feeling when you’re exhausted mentally , physically […]