How things change with time ?ఠ_ఠ

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Nothing remains same, everything changes with time; people, things, seasons, our ownself everything.


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The people about whom we think that they will remains same and stays with us like they do, they all change with time only memories left which burnt our souls to the end. People leave us like seasons, we blindly follow them but they will fly away like birds.

Every other day I have watched people who took off thier masks from thier faces, every other day I have watched my closet friends about whom I thought they were my loyal friends and they will support me, turned out to be strangers. Every other day I searched for goodness in people, I searched for loyalty in people. Every other day I felt like I'm done with people around me.

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Every other day I felt like there was something breaking inside me little by little. Every other day I think about is there anyone left whom I can trust? Sorry it's going to be a little depressing but it is the reality. The more we are facing the real world, the more we got to know the real faces of people around us that how they convert into snakes.

When I was little, like every other person I also want to be an adult asap, back then I hate night time because it makes me feel gloomy and dull and I feel so lonely however day time makes me feel energetic and happy because I can play with my siblings and friends. When I grew up I started feeling like opposite of all these things which I felt and thought in childhood.

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I start hating day time because I don't want to face people who are wearing masks on thier faces and I love night time because I want to sleep more and more, I want to be alone, I want to think about my life and my surroundings, I want to cry but not infront of people. I do have many friends but among those I feel lonely sometimes I don't know why. Uptil now I managed to be strong, I hide myself somewhere, I struggled to be a happy and cheerful person all the time but now slowly slowly I'm breaking apart. The more fakeness I observe around me the more I'm giving up on people and more and more my prespective is changing about the world.

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I don't know what will I'm going to do in future but I wish I won't lose my hope because the day I lose my hope in people is the day I'm done with my life.

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