It is too late

I write no descriptive emotion of others not because I don't care but is because I have the same way of fighting my pain through tears or laughter's.

Individual complain for something is not yet been seen and argued the thing that is being there.

For some reason, sometimes is hard to understand when brain empower the heart of an individual who is depending to see only the scars.

Tears become part of being strong and most of the time it become part of being wrong but in most part of being alone when something go wrong.

I love myself before I love the one who want to love myself and that is why until now I cried at night for being left behind because of loving myself after the pain exists.