It has been a fake journey. A fake interest. A fake fake created to destroy me, only me in this world. I know... I sound delightful. I might even sound terrific. But all I have always tried to sould like was just truthful. I've been truthful. I've been humiliated. Drowned as a heavy stone. Himiliation has always been a part of me, since the moment I've come to my senses that all that's wrong is actually wrong with me. I'm the problem. Why won't you kill me? Why won't you spit on my face? Wear my sandals, make me walk on fire, make me ask for water, make me drink my own blood. Why won't you? Am I too much for you? Or am I just too truthful?
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Would you please NOT answer? I don't want to hear it from you cause I know you'll ask me whatever I'm not into answering. All I'm here for is to indulge. I'M INDULGING A SIN. For I was born into a world thorn apart,
and I'm willing to die for it.
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