My names Zico

Well thats not my real name but that doesn't matter.

My stories different.

My past? It's pretty bleak.

Theres nothing interesting to say about me.

I'm indifferent to them.

I'm treated as if I was some sort of disease.

Those three amused me.

How did no one see through their facade?

Well it doesn't matter.

My goal was to expose them, but I befriended them.

Funny how life works right?

One girl she changed me.

I was infatuated with her.

I knew she was impossible to reach.

But I still chased after her.

I was selfish.

I caused her pain.

I hurt her.

I ruined her life.

Now she's gone.

I changed her.

I never meant to.

It was an accident really.

I was addicted.

Her words haunt me.

Be a rose.

Not a thorn.

Can I ever be that?

Probably not now or ever.

Take life as it is and make the most of it.

You'll never know when it'll hit you the hardest.

Don't give up, it's not worth it.

~Mr. Understood