And then the feeling of egoism in me deceived me.
°From believing that I am a bad person, I do not know myself.
°Because it was never the same to behave as selfish, and to be selfish.
°Every time I tried to do something for myself, my thoughts repressed me for doing something that would do me good.
°I was always pointed at and accused of being a bad person just for doing what's right for me.
°They blamed me for something that was not under my control.
°Why were they like that with me?
Why do you make me feel guilty?
Did I really do something wrong?
I was just looking for my peace of mind, but that wasn't an option for you.°I could wither little by little just to not feel guilty.
°Sometimes he refuted them to the point of no more power.
°And that every time we sat down to talk and I expressed how I felt, I was to blame.
°That's how you made me feel, that's how all our conversations ended, since you never wanted to accept a mistake.
°I got to a point that for a little thing I was trying to be right, because you made me feel like I never was.
°And I started looking for and doing something that would take the place of guilt.
°And yet you wondered why we didn't talk more.
°What is worth talking about? If you could never hear me.
°And what is this feeling of guilt?
°Why is everything I see gray?
I used to see a mint green and now I can't find it.°What a dark fear that I have found.
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~You are strong even when your tears run down your face
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Red People [English]
Puisi☆ My nr purpose in this life? Don't know. I'll stop looking, I'll stop trying to understand why I'm here. And I will let my purpose come to me. In order to know what I have to do and if I can continue. I will let it flow with the waves, until...