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So broken, so tired and so blind about my own self. Do not know even wat i love most abt my own self. Some times when i stare deep down in mirror, I see some one so much different than the one i used to know, discovering so many wild prospects of my own self and making it hard for my own self to recognize me. Always looking back and seeing that good cute face of mine with all those memories of childhood fading away. Loosing all the pure and self less feelings of mine. Joining this world as a young grown up, all left alone. No matter wat i do i cannot accept that fact "You are a grown up now go get ur self some maturity." Why cannot i be a kid like i used to be? y ppl and relations chang