Words

Heh

Why do some think they can save me? What am I to them?

It's funny. Seeing so many people thinking that I'm worth saving. I don't deserve to live.

But it's odd. How cruel and insane I become when I'm not around people I care for. Look at what I just wrote up above.

How can I think this?

Because I don't. I don't need to think. I'm not worth of having a brain.

My memories..are nothing to me.

After all the times you and I spent, nothing.

An empty void of nothingness.

...

Sure, some scars and wounds at reopening, only because I do it on purpose. I want to feel the pain again.

Can you guess?

Guess what, you may ask?

Guess who I am, of course.

I'm not the pushover like I was before.

I'm not so nice like I used to be.

I've turned cruel and dishonest.

And nothing can stop me.

I've gone insane.

As they say...

I'm sick in the head.