People

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Why is life always wrong, of course good things don’t last forever and neither do people but why? The world could have been better, maybe, but over and over people betray and people lie. You don’t go one day without lying, it can be small, or big, but it’s always human nature to lie.

When people “change” they usually don’t, they say that to get your trust, each time you believe them because they seem so nice. When they have a reason, they don’t find it bad, they think it’s fine, it’s for their own benefits or someone else's. But hurting people shouldn’t benefit you, it shouldn’t benefit anyone.


I wish I could go back to the time where my best friend would pick flowers and think about bees all of the time, but now they have betrayed me and left me to rot with the one person that scares me the most. They used to give me flowers and we would joke around with each other just to have fun but be quiet so we don’t wake anyone. We would stay up most of the night just to be kids since we never really got to be one.


Mountains are hard to climb, depending on the size, but what if the mountain keeps growing and never stops, you think you got to the top but it gets higher. Even then if the world didn’t exist, none of this would have happened, and sometimes I just wish it was all a nightmare, but the nightmare never goes away. If none of these words existed what would I be saying? If the word hope didn’t exist what would it mean?

Joy, Happiness, why can’t I feel those things, are they just plain words with no meaning, like empty threats you get when people don’t care. How would life be if nothing bad ever happened, like nothing bad could happen only good things, would I be happy or still miserable? Is miserable really a feeling or is it just a word to say when you hate everything.

The people you love don’t always love you back and that is just the harsh truth of the world with many more. Sometimes it feels like the world doesn’t really exist, people die, I die, nature dies, anything and everything in this world will come to an end when that happens, will the world finally disappear? Will everything finally be at peace? Will no one have that feeling that hides deep inside you when you are scared? The aching pain that hides deep inside you, in your heart. Will everything and everyone finally be free from the world that tore us apart in the first place? Or will the mirror that makes you see yourself as an outcast still be there?

Will that one thing always stay with you no matter where you are, who you’re with or what you are doing? Will we ever find out? Probably not, but that's normal as always. There are different creatures going through different things like angels. Angels are bright living creatures, but the brightest angels are the ones who hurt the most. They went through the most pain to get the brightest glow. They went through the most pain to finally be at a home. Home, somewhere we all want to go but what if you don't have a home, just a house? What if the people in it hurt you on the inside more than they think? What if it felt like you were being impaled each time they got near or talked? What if they know they hurt you and do it on purpose? More questions but again no answer.

A/N: Sorry I haven't posted in awhile, but I'm actually starting another part so fun!

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