My kind

Series of events happening so fast.Maybe too quick for me to see and think clearly.I always tell myself that i am able to understand what someone else feels but it does not seem like that anymore.Too much to handle even for what i feel myself.I was just fine but the moment the circle became bigger,i lost myself.I think no matter what i feel,sometimes i should try and surpress the feelings.This is no poetry but me going back in time to avoid being part of a tale or a game.When one smiles,it is not necessarily that the person is happy maybe it is just because he or she is taking a selfie.Clarification,i am no better being than any another being but i am me_i am the only me that exist.