People who knows or follows me on my social accounts, whenever they sees me they call me the “Poet Girl”. I know they read some of my writings. I know I should be happy that they’re reading it. But somehow why do I feel embarrassed? Embarrassed of what they thought about me? Perhaps I would say yes. They probably thought that I have too much drama in my life. I am depressed. I am broken hearted. I am sad. I am lonely. I am alone and living in my own world.Read More »
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