Don't ask me how my life is going on..
I won't be able to tell how.. Preposterous it is.
I would not been able to ejaculate how bad things goes..
My life is inscrutable or can say .. more of like a dramatic series.. Where in every episode some misdeeds happen...even i would have tolerated that much.. But what hurts is.. Misconceptions, ...which almost everyone is having for me.. Tired of proving myself...nowadays I even love to be in state of reclusion but even there problems accompanied me...I wanted to be insouciant atleast for a while....
😔...Everytime people insisted on testing my patience....
I am almost done everytime.. But Still I am hawling myself... Still I manage.. Manage to give clarification, manage to. Control my anger, manage to smile, manage to satisfy, and and finally manage to live......😔 😊 😊 😊 😊 .
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