Right now, it feels like my heart is going to explode. There is a huge lump in my throat and I feel like crying. I hate to listen to fake laughs and some people's attemps at showing off themselves because they believe they are good people.
I want to leave this place, this town, this country. There is nothing else worth fighting for here. I want to be free and be the only one allowed to scream at me when I forget the wet towel on the bed. I will be the one who can make complaints on what I do and what I do not do.
Sometimes I pretend I don't speak my own language and then I try my best not to understand the words which flows of the liars' mouth. All I want is freedom. I am tired of noisy places, tired of listening to words I don't want to listen to. I will be freed and then I will be who I want to be and not the one they want me to be.
I close my eyes and I picture myself in another dimension, in a completely different world. My world. It is perfect, lonely, quiet and mine, no one else's.
"Be yourself; Everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
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