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Simple words, decorated with fake emotions and shaped into different scenes, sneaking into my veins, giving me a sensation that I was missing, a sensation of love, protection, joy and freedom, these are the little things I thought I found, or this is what they wanted me to believe. In a moment of weakness I thought their eyes spoke the truth and I gave them the left faith in me but once again … a poisoned flower can never be touched twice.

The taxi’s backseats were very comfortable and cozy; I could spend the whole day sitting on them without complaining, along with the chilly breeze gently kissing my face and my eyes analyzing the view of the skyscrapers. I dramatically stared at people, walking, running, talking and doing their daily routines.

Why do humans look so innocent from far but as soon as you get closer to them they turn to something else; carrying their bags and heading to different destinations and wearing different expressions, but still convincing themselves the same lie … I’m fine.

I wonder what do they carry in those bags,

pens, important papers, cell phones, make up probably, glasses or wallets.

Superficial point of view, isn’t it?

I would say these bags carry much more than this;

dairies and memories, broken hearts, jars of tears, bottles of poison, inoculation of hope, dust of burnt love and an identity of a loner.

More thorough now!

Just taking a closer look at their faces, the sadness swallowing every inch of it, heavy dark circles from sleepless nights, at work, studying, reading books or just … crying. I know this too well, staying up all night wandering between then and now, lost somewhere around the long distance in between; one foot here and the other there, I tried to run away from my past to the station of present, hoping I could catch the only train heading to the future where everything will be alright and where all the deadly worries fade away! But too bad the odds weren’t on my favor this time either.

Everyone was heading to utopia too, everyone wanted to get rid of their worries and find peace, and we all believe that future can be our utopia, running away from our mistakes, lies and fears to hide in the future;

a place that does exist only in our heads. Instead of fighting our demons, we choose to conceal behind an invisible wall of delusional perfection.

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If you’ve ever doubted yourself, walk deep into any forest.

Notice how the tress still stand even though they are given no recognition.

Walk along any stream. The water still flows, though No one stops to praise it.

Watch the stars late at night; they shine without acknowledgment. Humans are just the same.

We are made out of the elements as these beautiful wonders.

Always remember your beauty and self worth

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Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton