My own thing

there's no point where you'll always feel accompanied

that there's someone with you always 

People make promises they take oath

but they always break it 

It is like it is taken to be broken;

then what is the point...

why people make promises 

When they are to fall 

When they are to fake 

Just to take space in your special room

Where you feel happy

So that to take your happiness that you earn by so struggle, your unique source to joy 

And fill you with their sorrows

Fill you with grief..for always 

world is changing 

And so we 

to live we have to change 

So stop being dependent

that the gem thing 

Follow it and you'll be happy always

No one can make you sad ..never ..

The less your happiness depends on somebody 

The more new ways you 'll find 

it will be like an eternal joy 

That keeps you alive

Believe it or not 

Some or the other way we are betrayed 

or we are left broken 

Or someone doesn't understand our situation 

So instead of explaining everything to that person in whom our joy is dependent

We shall leave it its own way 

My own thing tells us 

That we can do our things by our own 

We need no one 

One day we will be doing it by self 

i learned it while i was suffering from sleep paralysis

It made me feel that i am the only one who can cope up with this small illness

Literally no one can help me with this 

And instead of wasting my time explaning what i'll feel, knowing there would be no point of consideration 

I learned, i prayed and i believed that i can do it myself 

So why not you 

Do it 

Instead of waiting for that moment that you will face one day and the situation forces you to do something by your own 

Why not now 

live as it will free you....