Dear Life,
I am going to begin my letter with asking you a very standard question – How are you?
Are you fine ? If your answer is positive I am glad about it…
As you may have known already hope goes away when you realise that nothing is going to change for the better, and you constantly fail crumbling into pieces slowly turning into forgotten pebbles.
My fate is “twisted”, and my so-called self belief is being devoured by anger with added pinch o f annoyance.
My beloved Life, I am scared of leaving you and failing into arms of tempting death, but at the same time I am craving it due to my pitiful existence, I want peace… If there is any after…. Another huge uncertainty.
My plans are shattered, my dreams expired, crumpled up and thrown away thanks to human creatures who enjoys assigning identities to people who are slightly dissimilar to them, because of that, dear Life, I have got one big question to ask you:
Why are the human beings scared of diversity???
Even though I am very disappointed and heart – scarred – broken, I still have not given up. I want to make a difference by being myself and not acting as a contorted puppet in the modern society.
Yours,
A soul trapped in the so-called flesh
anya786 