Questions of life

Who are we? Really. Do we really know who we are? Or do we just wander around the Earth, clueless?

I question life way too much. Paranoid way too much. Running away one too many times. But I always end up here again, questioning life. Questioning the fundamental thoughts of human. Why do we act that way? Why do we forgive? Why do we endure? Why do we keep quiet? Why do we run? Why do we hide? Why do we let our demon take over? Why do we love so deep? Why do we hate so heartlessly? I find myself with so many "whys" but no answers.

I am only 22 and life has already surprised me in so many ways. Whereas, I surprise myself on how I acted towards it. Am I really ok with the things I have said I am ok with? Or am I secretly running away from the problem and avoid facing it? Why am I running then? Am I afraid? Or it is because the society has craved a mindset into me?

Where do I stand? Is that the question I should have asked?

You know who you are

Why? Why after a year? Why were you here? You do not care. Do not try to tell me I am wrong because I am not. Because if you do, you would have return calls. You would have shown that you care. But no. You did not. Then you come here after a year and drop comments at 4 am in the morning. To tell us that you are sorry about not being there. How about other things that you are suppose to be sorry about? How about the fact that whatever you did with her screw up my whole foundation on trust? How about the non-existing rights that I was suppose to have after finding out that my ex-boyfriend once cheated on me and lied about it? You do not care. So please do not try to be sentimental here. You did not change. You are still the same as you were. I was just too in love with you to see that side of you.