my world is captivated by sudden twists that are either made up of confusion or clarity.
what i find most unfair is that all the hard work and sacrifices are rubbed out by a single incident. a painful incident. i become detached from everything and everyone that matters to me. the feeling of being misunderstood grows by the minute.
i long for acceptance, understanding and affection, all of which are denied me or which i feel i am in no position to demand.
i hear talking, mumbling, sighing. but what i hear most is nothing, because the rest is a heap of silence.