Isn't it quite ironic that I always tell or advice people to never give up, to never run away from their mistakes or trouble. But now that's what I'm doing, I'm running away, away from everything, the pains and sadness. I'm running, giving up and never looking back, cause I've been trying for so long and right now I'm tired. So I'll be running from cities to cities, countries to countries till my body finally gives out. I'm tired of the fake smiles and laughter. Everyday I keep making people smile, laugh but I myself can't. I seriously can't remember the last time I've smiled and there was a spark I'm my eyes or I laughed and there was joy in it. I've been fighting for a long time, so it's okay if I give up right? right? Cause I'm only human, I'm just a girl, a really broken girl.