By Katja Pullinen
I had a battle with my self. I struggle very hardly. I separating like a cell. I cleavaged to pieces of big puzzle.
I tried to hide my own feelings. I tried broke my big bastille. Which I was build.
I am so weak. I am so tired. So tired being fighter. But what I fighting for? I have no power anymore.
I am give up, I put white flag. I am loser and I lose. But maybe better to be loser into battle with yourself?
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