They're like.. a sanctuary that I keep within my head.
I decided to keep them away from my hate.
After they left,
I felt like..
I was being abandoned.
So I thought maybe something wrong with me.
And since it was so painful to find a problem with myself,
I made myself believe everyone else was the asshole.
But I was, determined from the moment I met them.
that I wouldn't make assholes in my life.
That I'd gladly let them fly away if they become a better person.
That I wouldn't be embarrassed even if they hit rock bottom.
That I'd only cheer them from one person to another.
When I felt like I would hate them,
I begged in my head,
"Please don't do this to yourself"
And since I was unhappy most of the time.
Whenever nothing was going my way
and I didn't know where to vent my anger,
I separate myself from everyone, because..
I might be the rudest person they'll never expect.
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My Liberation Notes
PoetryA book for all the introvert depressed people out there who struggling a lot. Who always question their existence, what their purpose and worth. I hope this would reach and help you to heal at some point by acknowledging your wounds and sufferings...
