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I am my own worst enemy I want the world in my grasp I am selfish because I want to work only on my self I say I want the world better but I don't say it for others, And I don't say anyone should do it I say I want to be the one to do it So that it would be I who had done the impossible Sometimes I want chaos, only so I can bring the order I want to jump into hell so that I can forget everything and help those in it Contradicting, yes, for I am two people, one selfish and the other craving for selfness One imagines being the beautiful well kept girl, the other a free spirit I am one, but I am also two And hence my war will never

People see what they want to They want to see a confident girl They want to see a big smile everyday They want to see no demands They want to see no arguments They want to see no complaints They want to see support for them They want to see devotion to them They don't want to see me They want to see what they want Then that as all you will see Not the tears, the doubts, the ambitions The real me is going to be hidden behind those smiles in plain sight i dare you to find me i dare you to see me as only me, and no one else and not what you want to see

Night hawk, chapter 1 In the dark cold night amongst the mist hid a figure leaning against the wall, blending in the darkness of the night. He lightly tapped his foot growing impatient, but he was going to follow his hunch till the end. He angled his hat lower on his face and with his eyes sharp and piercing through the darkness of the night, only to fall on more darkness. Tuk, tuk, tuk…footsteps echoed against the tapping of his foot. He stopped instantly and cautiously but dramatically he walked to the alley on the side waiting silently for his target to approach. With his hands in his pocket, and his face strained in concentration,

She found herself writing again, could not help but feel so relieved to be left behind although it was meant to be a punishment. However her family not knowing her at all came in handy at moments like these, she thought with a smug smile. They thought that not taking her to the "gathering" would be a grieve punishment but for her it was utter joy! For once she had the entire house to herself which was a rarity with her 6 sisters and 5 brothers around. She loved them all , well almost all, but as long as she could remember all she wanted was to have a moment, a space, anything of her own. At that thought she turned around and just noticed that

He sat on the swing in the avenue park feeling like an idiot, but he thought in movies that's what they all did when they were sad, and it did help to an extent. The soothing movement like the rocking of a boat by the gentle yet persistent waves, the constant domineering sound echoing in the night. Yes it helped, he felt like a baby being rocked in the arms of his mother, this thought , this single thought shattered his brave fourteen year old heart that he had put up for the sake of his sisters. The mother that he imagined held him and her sisters lovingly now abandoned them in the midst of a storm. A storm caused by the death of his beloved

The place was packed with giants, head against head with varying size and shapes but all of them nothing less than a wall compared to her. She constantly bumped into them but I guess they could not see her down there, or rather probably felt nothing more than a tickle while her shoulders hurt as if they were about to fall off. Rubbing her ever so sore shoulders she finally made her way out the den and into the open. Although it was freezing out, she rather that she froze, then get trampled on. Unfortunately her only two options as it seemed. As the cold wind hit her flat on the face she pulled up her jacket and stuck her head down in it. Sh