Chicken for lunch today...
3 boys laughed at someone (me)? the other day... Are you sure that I am the person that you want to laugh? For the same reasons that you believed? Could it be something else?
When things were meant for me - taken away. In a way, it is to protect me, because something somewhere did fuck it up, but it wasn't me. But when I am down and on the ground, how do I ever feel good about it? But if I ever got it back up, then others may see it wrong too. So I am stuck in limbo, pretty much fucked. Doomed if I do, and doomed if I don't.
Good things (truly good), I didn't get to enjoy, others did. I had to work for my own things, with very limited support. Others - not sure, perhaps they did, perhaps they didn't. It wasn't my agenda anyway. But then when things go pear shape, all of a sudden, it was me. What you see, isn't completely what is it. Then how do I ever explain this. When others thought that I have something, when I don't, what more can I say? If they did ask, all I can say is no. But more often, people don't even ask...
Through out my life - I didn't know why each time I am close to something, it has to be taken away. Even with love is the same. There was happy moments with someone, only then purposely turned into shit.
Maybe this is the only way - between battling with others - I'd rather take myself out.
I don't want your love, if this is going to be turned into shit anyway.
Right this moment, I am just too tired to even to work out what actually happened.
Is this the reason, the helmet is given to him? Did you really want to be me?
Go for it. I am me, if I can't be me in my truest form, then no.
But I know what I want, what I am, I don't need anyone to tell me otherwise.
If it isn't real, I don't want it.
If it isn't right, I don't want it.
If that means sad ending - so be it.
At least I know I am being truthful and my principles are still intact.
For those who took, best of luck.
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