Reality strikes.

The more i think about what lies ahead the more i wish i could make it stop. Even though i walk around each day with a smile but inside i'm like a scared little bunny hiding at a corner of the room, hoping fate forgets to play its little game on me. I lay in bed with a tired mind and a weary heart, deprived of thoughts. 5 years is a lifetime. This was my own little world, my home. A place where i felt safe. This is all i have done with my life but now i have to leave and join theirs. I don't know what the future holds for me and that just keeps getting scarier. Its the fear of the unknown that haunts me at nights. I hardly get much sleep now a days maybe because i'm trying to slow the time down. I guess no matter how much we are aware of the future we are actually never prepared to face it. Out of everything i'll be losing i'll miss my family the most. I simply don't want to go.