Dear Diary
Looking around at these people I thought I knew puts me in shock. So, I write my feelings in a book. That cannot help. Or talk back. Or judge. Think of it as a way of escaping. Everyone is living life normally. Nothing ever happened in their eyes. The world is kind and right in their eyes. But what about other people's eyes? My point of view. What do I see? What does any of us see? It doesn't matter in this world. In a sense, we're all being controlled. Not really though. That's impossible. But a lot of things that seemed impossible happened. So I guess we should expect the unexpected. That saying is odd. You can't expect the unexpected because then it would be expected. I'm confusing myself. Isn't this fun. How can people still make jokes? Are they that blind to what's around them? They need to open their eyes. Look around. This story is not what anyone thinks it is. Why do I call life a story? Why am I asking questions no one can answer? Why am I even still here. Nothing makes sense anymore to me. Does it make sense to anyone? I wonder how many secrets everyone has or if they will tell. Everyone has secrets and no one can tell me otherwise.
What does all this mean?
Why are we here?
How are we here?
Who made us?
Why?
Signing off,
Fear
YOU ARE READING
Maw x Remote Controller Rin
De TodoThis is from a private story that not everyone knows about. But I still hope you enjoy it anyway. Mainly you Maw if/when you see this.
