LOST: trying to find my way back home

I am feeling dead inside again. Trying hard to change, to be happy, to live and not to think about the drama in my life. But certain people are just trying to make it worst. I always put other people first, now it is my time. I hope they’ll understand it. But no…it’s all about them, instead of helping me. They think I am weird, they don’t understand me, they don’t know how hard life is for me and what I have done to supress that feeling…But still I have hope, because it’s going better than last year, my shyness and insecurity are slowly vanishing. I have hope, and that is all I have. The only thing I am certain about is that I want to dance, I want to dance till I die, I want to be better, I want to be the best. I want people to say “Huh, is that?”, cause no one understood me, no one saw mee, no one knows me. Untill they see me dance.