I'd have better shut up, than make everything getting worse. Probably I've should ignore this pain, rather than let it drove myself crazy. But I couldn't... So I decide to lock myself off. By digging my own grave, it's a deep well actually. Then I jump in, free falling... Hard to explain the reasons, because I'm crazy may be...
Just.. It seems like living in the bottom of the well isn't too pathetic. At least I can keep myself invisible from outside world that only would get me forget who I wanna be. At least I can forget bout my obsession to fly high, since I have no wings right?
Well, in my pitch-black world nobody can see me. Being invisible and ignored, I know it's sad and lonely. But, what's different if the sunshine that spot my existence only hurts my skin, my bone, and dry up my blood. Well, I lived there, but I was not alive in stead.
It's ok being fragile, rite? Human isn't that strong enough... yup, me... a human being.
Sometimes, I need to cry when I'm sad. It's good for my mental health I guess. Trying to feel my heart... admit if I'm weak... no needs to look tough all the time.
But, everything will be just fine soon...
Nankurunaisa ^_^
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