INDIGO

PAINT YOU LIKE THE VILLAIN THAT YOU NEVER WERE

Today's not my day.

I just felt my whole existence getting mad, bubbling through the surface.

This isn't the usual me getting mad. I'm clearly annoyed at the thought of my mom teaming up against me.

With my unfazed features that I, myself couldn't even recognize in the first place.

I just felt nothing but annoyance, madness, and irritation that were clearly written all over my face.

It's so hard to recognize, right? 

I couldn't even express how I'm feeling right now. I'm so clearly pissed off at this point.

It was all nothing but anger.

What's wrong with me?

Did I failed as a daughter? As a girl? As a friend?

Have I failed all of them?

Well, maybe because they won't understand. Because, all they could ever see is me getting uneven and mad with them.

Yet, they wonder why I didn't show my side as the kindest girl? 

Wait..

Have you ever thought of asking me on how I behaved well as a girl? 

Have you ever thought of asking me on how I behaved well as a friend? As a lover?

Does it ever cross your mind?

Does the words that were clogging up my mouth even crossed your mind? 

Have you ever thought of me as the person you once cherished? 

Tell me, so that I would understand. 

Let me understand you the way you can't understand me.

I'm so honestly tired of seeing myself as the villain that I never wanted to label with in the first place. 

Can I go to a place where no one knows me and my whole identity?