Scribbled Diaries

This is me again after so many days!!

And the little girl wrote this small story:

"It rained heavily while I travelled past with these million thoughts, they just rushed like the wind that blew outside the window."

     There are a million things I think of.
What have I achieved? What am I expected to achieve? Self-critic i guess i try to be.
I think of ideologies of people around me: family & friends...
And how I don't seem to agree to all of them? Then why do i keep listening to their judgements... 
I think of ever reaction of mine... Was i fair? Was that fight worth? Was that tear worth?



She filled her head up with these scribbled stories..

But then, in this mess of her head, she comes to a point she's not sure how to explain anything she feels to anyone cause 'she let's it out every now and then to someone but never seems to get an answer'. 
They all give solutions either her mind doesn't contemplate or it seems to be searching for something different.

It is a simple battle of her mind, heart & judgements by people.

And in this battle in her head, she seems so brittle.

Touch her once & she could break down to little pieces

Those pieces she gathers everyday when she wakes up telling herself:

"You are beautiful & strong enough to make it , dontcha worry a bit bout it."

         She told herself this lie cause someone once told her, if she told herself this every single day her mind would believe it to be real.

         And that is all she needs, she needs to believe this girl in the mirror.

She needs to know that person is beautiful and capable of creating galaxies beyond her imagination. She needs to believe those dreams :they are meant to be achieved & the road's going to be hard but there's always a way to make it.

        She's gotta know it's alright to be slow, to go at her pace, it's not a race with anyone else out there, it's a battle to improve herself, just herself bit by bit daily.

And when she feel's low or invisible; she needs to remember:

You just need a break from everything for a little while,
The world won't stop spinning for you, but you'll catch up.

And that she's meღ