I have been thinking for very long, on what should I write about.

I think about myself, about people ard me, about alot of things. Millions of thoughts run through my mind all the while, good and bad, ugly and beautiful, yet I can’t see the whole picture. What exactly am I thinking about?

I have been trying to search through myself, for signs of myself. Yet I can’t, I can’t seems to find myself anywhere. I don’t even see myself trapped in my own world anymore, I think I just lost myself. Where have I gone to?

I looked in my mind, my thoughts are crazy.
I looked in my heart, my heart is crazy.
I looked at myself, that’s the only thing that never changed.

Everything seems the same. But nothing is.

Always, I am the one you guys turn to for listening ear, advices, consultation, consolation, shoulders to lean on, blah blah. I seems like an expert, problem solver, the one who always know what to do. But as I tell myself the same thing, it all sounds too familiar to be right. Nothing sounds right. Everything is wrong.

I ain’t the same, and it scares me sometimes.