Do You Care?

I wrote something back in April. It was the 11th week of school and I felt lost.

Week 11

What is it like to surround yourself

with people who rarely care that you're there?

They won't notice you didn't attend class or even if you are sitting in front of them.

Your words are like vapour and you, yourself are merely a crack on the sidewalk.

Some who are lucky enough would consider you as a paradox -- a walking paradox.

But some aren't as lucky.

Some would simply think you're a dust that they could just wave away like some kind of random memory that are not worth recalling.

Why do you try?

You don't have to.

You don't have to prove anything to someone that you are worthy.

Why do you care even if you remind yourself you don't need to?

Anxiety crawls up on you like the chills in your bones when you pass by a freezing room or an old abandoned house.

You cannot not care what others think despite your effort.

A 20 something blogger who comprehends her pursuit of happiness and other things.

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