some days are hard. hard to do everything that i should do. its hard to eat, talk, hug, walk, and the most difficult: be in silence.
and they are so hard because everything inside of me is silence but still losing my mind and outside everything is so loud.
it feels like a war.
my mind is quiet but my hearts wants to run away quickly and fast. my body are so tired but my soul wants to go out to enjoy life. and some days are so hard to me that my illiness come visit me and than i know: all i can do is sleep all day 'till the next morning.