World behind my wall.
My friends sometimes say that they wanna be me, cuz i live a life in which there are a lot of people who take care for me perfectly. But they will never know how it is like to really be me.
a-lot-of-people-who-take-care-for-me is really a lot. Too much.
When i started to aware about life, i have already been a glass doll locked in the cupboard, living a very overprotective life. They want to prevent me from hurting and falling as best as they can.
I'm 18 years old and don't even know how to ride a bike, or how to cook. Because whenever i ask for a permission to go out by myself, they tell me not cuz traffic is crazy. Because whenever i touch a knife they shoo me out of the kitchen cuz may be i will accidentally cut myself.
No more days like that.
To the world behind my wall, i am stepping out.
I never feel so ready to face everything waiting outside.
I'm ready to be friend with darkness, lonliness, falling and hurting.
I'm ready to stand on my own.
No more people storm to my room to check if i'm okay.
No more people ask if i eat my meal yet.
Freedom, here i come.