It's past four right now. My tonsillitis infection is once again back(welcome everyone).
And just like always, I made a few friends. They are good people, just like everyone else is(AH, THE IRONY).
I miss my mom. I know things aren't that great between us(it never was), but I wonder how she is.
I miss my sister(Yes, I'm aware of the fact that we are not close).
I miss my dad. I hope he's okay despite the things he had to go through the past few years. I really hope him the best.
And my school mates are some people I don't miss that much(sorry not sorry). Everybody knows it. It's not actually because they are bad people-we just didn't get along that well(haha?).
I want to look at things and only see the bright side. Whenever I look at the moon, it's a narrow crescent(everytime).
Maybe it's me, maybe it's the way I see it(it IS the way I see). Maybe that's why some people dislike me so much(uhuh). Maybe that's why 2019 passed over like nothing and killed me in the worst way possible. Maybe that's why 2022 did the same.
Maybe that's why he doesn't talk to me(what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, right?)
Maybe that's why I get sick often, maybe that's why god wants me to take my time to hurt myself.
We are not afraid of 'Death'. We are afraid of the fear accompanied. But what I hate the most is suffering.
I want to become a prey, I want to become an animal getting hunted. I have heard that they don't have to suffer much. I've heard that the predators kill them in one spot.
I want to be like that, how can I be like that?
Maybe that's why I haven't felt anything for few years. Maybe that's why I don't have an appetite. Maybe that's why I was able to break his heart. Maybe that's why people pass through me. Maybe that's why storms are named after them.
Right?
Right.
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