My Nightmare........
Hate.
Depression.
Hurt.
They come together with Love.
I don't remember when did I start to become more similiar the person I loath.
Hating on others.
Tuning out everything with the music blasting painfully in my ear.
Being a nonsensical person who don't think of others.
Becoming more wary of my surrounding, building a high and thick wall to block people away.
I stop trusting people...
This world is scary.
When I was a child, I did not think much about the society.
No worry over useless stuff.
Not having to care about the ugly society.
But as I grow, I found out that the people were not what I think they were.
Theydon't care about you.
I wonder, if I'm being killed by someone on the street, will anyone come to help me?
I guess they don't.
They are selfish.
Human are selfish.
Some were no human.
I wish I could change that.
But I couldn't.
So what can I do?
I wish I will die.
So I won't have to face the cruel reality.
The reality had my dream crumbling down.
My dream....
Become a nightmare.
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