Who are you really?
Who am I you ask? Well I'll have you know that that is a difficult question for me to answer, because in reality I have no idea who am and where I belong.
I'm the odd one out, the one who just sits back and does nothing extraordinary, that I only live vicariously through my siblings and what little friends I have.
I makes one wonder; How are you related to them? or Why are you even friends?
Its a question I ask every day because I don't really fit in, or I think "What's wrong with me?" I used to be so fun and outgoing, who had tons of friends and managed to fit in everywhere. someone who used to keep up with my siblings with stories and crazy antics
But now in my private moment I ask; "What went wrong? How did I manage to be so broken? to have become the socially awkward shell I've never been?"
Created: Mar 24, 2014MoniLo Document Media