It's too evident that I'm reaching a point in life when I feel older, not physically but wisely. I know when to create or destroy moments or when to just let them be. I don't anymore stress on things that matter to everybody else except me. Turns out, I'm getting selfish but who isn't? But this selfishness doesn't alone define everything. It's my choices and my ways of doing almost everything, that does. I'm not good for a lot of people but the feeling is mutual. It's just that while they say it, I keep it to myself. Not because it hurts or something but because it's useless. Nobody gives a fuck about your opinions in their life and I'm no different. I've learnt that while people get tired of wasting their energy on telling me to do things when at the end, I will do what I want for that's the only way I can breathe. I don't want to intentionally hurt anybody but if my doing things my way hurts you then I can't help. In that case, either you care way too much or you absolutely loathe me for the disobedience. And as far as my statistics go on this, most of them are stuck on the latter. The best thing about the latter is that I don't give a damn. I've lived years and more detesting every inch of myself and for me, only my thoughts matter. Also, why shouldn't they? Nobody knows me like I do and in all these nineteen years of my mysterious life, I've only let one person solve all of them regardless of the outcomes it will lead. I don't claim myself to be private but there are a lot of things that very few people in my life know and there's only one of them I have counted on. I have no idea what and how the future holds for me. Now, when I talk about myself, I know how much I've changed and how much of that change will cause and lead to new and different roads. And like it is said, “After every tunnel, there's light”, mine will have too. I might not know how long it will take or how far it is but I at least hold that much faith in myself that I'm bound to reach that light and that, I will.
