Nothing makes much sense to me. I’m still looking for that ‘fire’ to scream and shout for. But how do I go so deep? How do I start the fire? Or is it going to die with the passage of time leaving no remains and even no spark behind? Is it me waking up or am I slipping away from my own hands...deviating from my aims? I don’t want to lose myself! I feel like travelling in a roller coaster of emotions and I hate the feeling. Maybe a little encouragement or a little push from someone might do the trick. I wish I could make wonders through my writing. This is one talent that I genuinely desire for. Generate my own thoughts and stories and let the world sing on it like a beautiful melody or a dynamic drama. Words that would generate the lost emotions in people and that are worth being inspired for. You know what scares me? It’s that I don’t want to lose this frustration and desperation in me. I can smell the small fire inside me and feel the heat. Even though this uncertainty in me is a great pain, but it’s one of those pains that you miss once it has stopped. Everyone’s life is special. We all have a story to yell about in our own fashions; and that’s what makes it sound so huge. I wish I knew what my fashion is.