Masca,tu de ce apari ?!

In lumea acesta se intimpla atitea momente grele ,urite,usoare si frumoase,incit noi deja ne-am creat un mediu sa supravietuim.Uneori facem unele lucruri in care nu am crezut vreodata ca vom putea fi in stare sa le facem.Suntem atit de adevarati si totusi atit de diferiti.Chiar si atunci cind juram ca nu mai facem,apare acea masca care parca te indeamna sa o faci.Si din nou,si din nou viata capata un cerc ce ne invirtim fara a mai schimba ceva.Astfel ne creem propriul univers in care nu incercam nicidecum sa renuntam la mastile noastre,care cred eu,ca nu ne aduce nimic mai bun.Suntem deja epuizati in unele momente incit incercam sa renuntam la viata,fara sa ne mai gindim in alt colt al lumi,cineva se zbate minut de minut sa supravietuiasca.Deja aceste masti devin vizibile cu ochiul nu numai cu sufletul,deja se simte acea diferenta.Lasam lucrurile sa isi urmeze cursul.Sa curga tulburat timpul si sa raminem la fel.

Published by daianapirgaru

Hello, there! My name is Diana. I am from the Republic of Moldova. Moved to the United States in 2016, and started from the beginning. I was born to inhale words instead of air, to have ink instead of blood, to live thousands of years everything people live in a moment. Since I remember myself, I had this deep connection with the moon, autumn, and woods. I was the sensitive child in the family or the weirdest one. I discovered my passion at an early age, but my wings were broken since I was in high school. Didn't stop flying. Moved to another planet, where I had to learn English from the beginning. I am an overexcited person who adores words and struggles with grammar. I write gritty short stories, novels, and poems, holidays articles, etc. Besides that, I am a student and a MOM.

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