Sometimes...

I feel lonely.

I have no friends, physically.

I have no one to hug.

Hell, I don't even have a cat (my cats are hibernating, or maybe I'm never around cuz of  work).

I have given up so much of my extra curricular activities for the sake of studies, and my result worries me.

I have sacrificed myself, who I was, to be someone I can be, but don't wanna be.

Even though that person is good.

Yes, I feel sad.

Gossip Girl is ending, my companion for years.

It was sad enough when Jenny left on it, but now it's ending on the whole.

I miss my internship place.

My phone barely buzzes to say, "Text Message Received"

Oh, and my cell phone is broken since about 4 months and it won't get fixed and I have to go around in my ten year old phone that people make fun of.

But I know what's the real story.

I have that cool eye catching cell no one has and the whole world conspired against it to make it not work.

I'm waiting on a dream that never calls.

I feel like I'm a zombie.

But apart from all that, I have seen one thing. I write a lot. A LOT!

I have written so much and so new styles.

I have evolved.

With me, my words have grown too.

And somehow i'm serene; I'm calm.

I'm ok with life as it is.

Sometimes it's good to be alone.

Gives you so much to thank God for.

I'm richer than so many poors, by the grace of God.

I'm educated.

I'm so much I though i'd never be.

I'm stronger emotionally.

I am me.

I am new.

I am who I am meant to be.

And I'm happy.

Sad, but happy to be.