I wear a pair of wings Full of flaws and imperfections But they are still beautiful enough to spread them and fly Feeling so perfectly unflawed …

Too tired of living under the same sky with their old faces.So sick of being in the same room with their echoing voices.They made my soul heavy, as much as they corrupted my mind.They forced me to see my world in their colors as if I were a colorblind.A walking dead is what they made of me, but I cannot take this anymore. I’ll find my way back home to the old me;To the beautiful dreamy little girl I’ve been before…

Note to self:You have to start forgiving yourself for the time you’ve waste on things that never mattered.Forgive yourself for giving second chances to people who have once taken you for granted.Forgive yourself for giving up on your dreams instead of working on them and making them come true.And you have to forgive yourself for every second you spent it not smiling, not laughing, and not living …

I remember standing on the window at night,Waiting for my falling star ; so that I could make a wish or two.Only as I grew up did I realize that this has never been the way to make a wish comes true