I'M SCARED.

I need to getaway from here. I'm sick of most of the people in my life, even my friends. I love them, but I'm going through this weird phase, where nothing pleases me. Even if life was going the way I wanted it to, I wouldn't be satisfied.

I NEED A BREAK. A break from everything. I'm swearing more than I should, I fight with my mom everyday, I'm trying to live upto EVERYONE'S expectations, I'm trying hard to cling onto that thin vulnerable thread of my faith in God, and I'm scared.

I'm scared the thread will break. I'm scared of falling. I'm scared of letting my parents down. I'm scared of letting myself down.