Who am I?

Whenever i ask this question to my self, certain identities cross my mind. Which is me? The real one, I do not know.

Why is this happen? Since when? I do not know it well.

I had deep inside my heart for so long. I am afraid to let others know my real self it is all because lacking of confidence.

The courage of saying all this out is losing. But I do not know how it start, i told my boy friend last night. He let me to finish all my story with out interrupting.

I am telling him that i am so fool to tell the others my real mind I will only change my mind even thought how much i care for it. What in my mind was I afraid to let people think i am weird. So i act. every single moment. I-ACT.

So what? No ones would know. I so care for those testimonials and comments. Why so? Lacking of confidence. And it really taking my breath away.

I felt the air of relieve when I finish the story. I can sense the joy of happiness. I am now calm and passion. I can view clearer. And I could step once in front of the other to let them know m real self. This is me. I love my self it is just because I am unique. ^^V


KEN Z.H, I love you. Thank You very much~~~



I am happy to become my self~ ^^V