place where I live , place where I sleep, place where I isolated myself from the rest world 🌎🌎🌎... place where I cry alone , where I find my scattered pieces, place where I think too much .... where I listen my cries during night........
when everyone is sleeping.....
what hauts me ?
my own expectations that I have on myself...
my own dreams that brings restless in me ...
always in worry of achieving and getting successful, making my parents proud, trying to fullfill promise which I did to my little self when I grow , what I will become.....
my room is at the end of our house, in back word where no one except me feels comfortable.....
I love when someone say how could you stay in this suffocated room where sunlight hardly emerges ....
how could to sleep in night in this room , they are unaware I find peace at this place ...
messy all around, everything is here and there....
in my childhood it was better place to escape where everything is out of my mind .... ...