some things seems so unreachablethis is not some fancy fantasythis is for something as easy as getting up and moveit's hardgo out.. do somethingit's hardno motivation and no mood how are you to go out and do something when you just dont have the motivation. it is a lot easy to call it lazybut it's painful when you are fully aware of your self and...
There's always two sidesThe insideThe outsideIt's polar oppositeToo differentSometimes it's too muchThen you became the spectator of the two sideIt gets confusingEverything went ambiguous so fast you barely grasp it--It's scary..The inside is loaded with differences So many angleSo many perspectiveSo many individuality The inside in one word is -- scary...The outside is simpleStraightforward EasyNothing.Too much nothingness it hurtIt's more hurt seeing it and realising how...
We're figuring things out. We'll manage.I don't know how but We'll manageWe always does.It is a lonely journey either wayWith or without therapyI am tired of all this.I'll just do whatever comes.I won't be badI am too coward to be one.I won't be goodI'm too tainted to be one.I'll just manage.It is a lonely road regardless.There's nothing.It's empty.It's not bad. It's just nothing....
It's been functioning fineSupposedly fineUntil it is not-Shockingly it learnt that it is brokenIt never once see it comingNever knew it is broken all alongWhen?How?Where?What happen?-NothingAnd nothingNothing came to its knowledge It took a long time for it to seeIt took a long time to figure it outMaybe notBut somethingSomething's brokenThe robot finally learn It is nothing but a maskAn escape A mask everyone's wearThen the...
Today is hardSo hard that i came back hereTo write-To let it out--?To cope?To make sense?To be less painful?I dunno..we dunno-.It's so painful that my vision went blurry on another levelThe pain didn't go awayWell..it's not the first timeWell we od ourself with sleeping pill usually So...yeay usWe didn't this time--?.We hate herWe hate ourselfWe hate each otherWe hate everythingSo much hateWhy?.Why trying to...
it's bound to happen this day.. sooner or later to come i don't feel it guilt i don't feel it anymore very human but very inhumane well is it? abusing people is not right? right? is it? i am going to hell anyway ...
sometime i wonder is it because of me my mother became like this sometime i wonder is it because i left my mother alone she became like this sometime i wonder is it because i don't care enough of my mother that she became like this sometime i wonder if i realize a bit earlier maybe my mother won't be like this sometime...
