The only thing that we share is the same sky

It's interesting how you can look at somebody and not see them at all. Behind that smile and that social self there is a real person. With insecurities and problems of their own.

It is even more interesting how you can look at yourself and not see yourself at all. Because you are what you think others will like you to be. And when you realize it, it is too late to go back.

Some people will not accept you for who you are, and that scares you to death. Being alone. Staying alone forever.

Yet, free falling sounds tempting. Letting yourself fall and never know what will happen. That is where I am.

Pull yourself together, they say. Life is full of challenges. But they don't know, for me, trying to do that is a long process. I can't be repaired with super glue.

I am not like you. I don't have anything here. Or anyone I can go to when I'm troubled. I left my life when I went chasing for a dream that may never come true.

I can't recall a moment in which I have actually been happy since I came here. Truly happy. I just can't. Or won't.

When you were semi-engaged, they say. Well, look how that ended up. I wonder if I'll ever be good enough for anybody. And I don't mean it romantically. I mean overall. Enough as a daughter, a friend, a sister.

Free-falling sounds really tempting right now.

Let the tears go away, they say. You know? Right now, they're everything I've got.