I sit on my bed, my phone in my hands glaring back at me.

My eyes hurt.

It's so bright, that my eyes hurt and it starts getting blurry.

 

“What's Justice” I ask myself.

 

What's Justice. What is being “fair”

I ask myself.

 

With all that suffering, sorrow and pain.

I have to keep it with myself.

 

Because, who cares about Justice.

 

My eyes still hurt...

It's not even midnight, my eyes can adapt, but my vision is still blurry. A long suffocated tear escaping slowly.

 

What's Justice? I ask myself.

 

If people hit a frog with a stone.

Frog gets hurt.

But who cares, even if he bleeds.

People who throw the stone, doesn't care if the Frog die.

But, people who are watching it happen… turns blind eye.

 

Getting Hurt is Frog's fault, EXISTING is Frog's fault. Getting Hit is Frog's fault. Right?

Because who cares.

Where is Justice? He asks.

It's Frog's fault to expect more.

He will endure, until he can, until he bleeds to death.

Because his fault was his mere Existence.

 

In the end, I lower the brightness of my screen. Console myself that there's no Justice as for now.

It never was.

It's unfair

But, it's life.

Who cares?

Even if 'words' hurt more than a 'stone'

It's life.

It has to move one, because … What's Justice?

 

 

 

P.S:- WoW I staN MysELf foR WriTiNg thIS