(In) Security
These moments confuse me, I don't know what to do and the fact that I don't have a plan scares me. I hate moments of waiting for something/anything. Cause waiting makes me restless and makes my idle mind wander and it never finds what it wants. It brings out all my insecurities and makes them so tangible that I can almost smell it.That scares the living daylights out of me. It really does.
The funny thing about all this is that somewhere deep down I also know that things might not turnout like these insecurities demon portray them to be. There is a good possibility that these demons would be scared away by the kindness of reality. At least thats what I hope.
Hoping that hope doesnt give up hope on me!
P.S : It should not take a genius to figure out that this was written when i was in dumps!

