Am I not enough?
You could tell me what's wrong yet it hurts when you left me without saying goodbye and condemned me as I'm at fault forbye.
Does it feel good when you bullied others?
I thought we were friends. Yet, I am still being nice to you albeit you're just using me. How did I know? By the way you treated me. I won't argue with you even though mum said to fight back. I'm still gonna choose peace over violence(Sorry, mum). I thought you'll treat me nicely one day but no. You treated me the same after years. I wonder if I did anything that made you behave towards me this way.
Why do some people always use innocent people for fun?
Yeah, an easy target for you to do anything that you want. Do you know the consequences of what you did? Some will be smiling outside but utterly miserable inside and obviously, they want to live their life to the fullest but you... you destroy it in a flash of light.
Why do you accuse people when you literally got no proof?
You simply point your fingers towards me to the point where I can't defend myself when others believe you more than I do while turning my head down because I don't have the energy to fight when nobody believes me. I cried inside and felt so bad. Like a dud. Am I?
Why are you so weak, dear self?
You know that feeling... when you can't talk to anybody easily although you feel the urge to let it all out but can't? Yeah, bottled up everything then waits until it fades out somehow became habits till I have grown up. I told them that I trusted and believed they could help me ease my worry and uneasiness. But sadly, they said it rudely. Harsh. Saying that the others did better than me and I'm nothing compared to them. The toxic trait mentally killed me. They don't care how bad their words affected me. It turned me into a fragile loser and completely dead-loss little by little. Till I can't stop weeping. In extensive ache.
Why is it so hard for me to initiate a conversation?
Like my mouth glued whenever I'm around strangers and rather wandering than starting a conversation. Afraid that I might be saying things I shouldn't and don't know how to make it longer. End up stuttering and voice became low. It then turned into a whisper. Abruptly quiet. And they would find me a weirdo and soon... left me.
Is he or she still mad at me?
Cared too much about others but myself. Others feeling but yourself. They are precious but me. Can't help it as I made mistakes. Yet they didn't mind but still, I do.
Why am I a coward?
Some people are as a matter of fact were hard for me to greet them. Not because they're intimidating but nothing came out when I approached them. Sudden befuddled doesn't help either and eventually, they kept distant from me. Again.
Why I can't be like the others?
What a coward. What a moronic. Such a slow and dull dumb. Words that had been thrown at me without a doubt. Yet I try to be friendly even it's difficult.
Why am I trying so hard even though they treated me like sh*t?
Never give up yet get trampled by them. You're the reason why I'm frightened with almost everything. Just, please. Even a little could make me breathless. Felt the same thing could occur once again, strangulating me in... agony.
Why aren't you fighting back, girl?
They threatened me if I told anyone what nasty things they had done, I'll be doomed. Then, they poke fun at me for being lonely and got no friends. It tortured my mind as their words were as sharp as a knife and I've nobody by my side to support me and still, help me in my worst. Nobody.
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Hyperventilated
Horror3 students, Anne, Farah and Raja were best friends ever since years ago. They were on good terms ever since then but not until Anne encountered one mysterious student that look like Ariif, the man she hates the most. The mysterious student once ment...
