if anybody knows why people wanna talk less and less with me, please speak up. cause i'm tired of this. i'm tired of being alone. i'm tired of having to shut up in the corner, with no one to communicate with other than dust and insects. i almost went insane when i decided to talk with a fly that was buzzing incessantly beside me. it was a fucking fly. god, i was really desperate. and i know when people want to get rid of me. don't deny it, and don't you think that i'm some ignorant baby. go ahead, swing the axe and let me face the death of loneliness. i don't have to follow your rules. but it seems that i have to follow everybody else's rules instead of mine. bcos that's just life. i just don't understand why i am the victim here. and i actually thought that i could be superior. i guess that dream's about to be blown off by the wind. i can live following rules that i am reluctant to worship to. i can live without speaking for a week. i don't mind living with an empty space surrounding me. this is what everyone wants to think. the problem is, i'm just tired of it. i wish i may, i wish i might. but this wish ain't gonna come true. it stays right there, curled up with other wishes that are unheard of.
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