Attention?
Attention?
As far as I know myself,
(Starting at such a note because time and again, I end up finding something new about myself)
I have a threshold for attention
Everybody loves attention; who doesn't, Right?
I like it too, but only up to a certain level
Above which, attention starts to suffocate me to an extent that makes me realize the superficiality and shallowness of this world
Because you only get it when you are bright, glittery and appealing
Not when you are worn
and torn and are toiling hard for making yourself who you want-to-be
I don't want,
Infact not at all want such an attention which is restricted to my morphological being
I like attention;
Attention from people who have always had an unflinching love for me
Attention from people who actually like/dislike me and are bold enough to tell me that
Attention from people who care about my very existence on this planet
I like it
I really do