I walk. Each step leading me to a different place. Pacing, running, jogging, walking. Ether way I end up going from one place to another. I hear the whispers, the cries, the laughter, and the chattering of everyone around me. Still walking step by step. I wouldn't say I'm alone. If I was, these voices would be gone. My mind would be blank. The names I know would be erased. Echoing through my head. I hear every conversation. Take in every piece of information. This isn't stalking. It's your fault your saying these thing for everyone to hear. I never start hating someone with a burning desire. It always starts by us being friends. It's your decision to keep it that way. Every second that passes by. Every time you interact with me is another change for me to judge you. If you make it this far be lucky I don't have a name for you. Well, for some .. they made the decision to not take my friendship and try to destroy it, but how to you try to burn a fire with flames? You don't. You only make it burn bigger then before. Some people don't deserve my voice. I give them names because they don't deserve to have their real names be said by my voice. I treat them differently because they shouldn't even be breathing the same air I breath. I make up stories of how they will end because of what stories they told that were lies.
Entering this place they call a learning facility more like a insane asylum.
Passing by these people called students more like prisoners.
I feel as every pair of eyes shoot at me. stare. Watch. Glare.
Stabbing me as if I were the main target at a dagger throwing performance.
But then, in a slit of a second all the eyes go back to what they were doing. Looking at someone else. Minding their own business. Except for him. The pair of eyes that watch and follow me. The pair of eyes that once used to be glued to me and the people I loved. No.. I can't let these eyes see me. I don't want these eyes to with strain me. I won't let them control me like a puppet.
...
What are you doing here?
I'm forced to be here. Do you think I would come here on my own if I knew you would be here?
I told you not to be around this area.
Since when have I started listening to what you have to say.
These people don't want you.
I know, because they would rather listen to an ignorant fool like you then to listen to watch I have to say..
So, why are you here? It's not like anyone wants you.
I come to get back what was once mine,
What? The friends that don't want you anymore?
No, the friends that were lied too and stolen from me.
What are you going to do? You have no power. No reason to be here.
I have one good reason you piece of shit. Stop playing girls and making them feel as if they were something. You made a suicidal girl feel hope when she asked you out and what do you do? Brutally deny her for me and make it as if you didn't even care for her and ignored her which made her cry twice as much that night then she ever has in her whole life.
You're just as innocent as a child.
Me? A child.. I mean .. me innocent? You haven't even seen half of me..
Stop acting like you're so smart.
I'm sorry tell me again how many genius awards you've won? How many people you have that trust you because to me winning someone's trust is a true prize. Knowing that you haven't fucked up their lives yet feels great.
Shut up I have a lot of people that trust me and know me.
Oh really, is it because of people that you've actually took the time to be close with or the people that you've stolen from me.
I knew them before you.
And after you denied that girl you asked me out and behalf of that girl I brutally denied you because I know you are a piece of human waste. But, as I denied you, you made it seem as if you were going to end the world. Kill me. You were so enraged that you started dating another girl to try to get me jealous. Started bumping into me on purpose and ignoring me. You think I care about your crap? You think I ever cared about you?
I did, but you seemed to be selfish.
Me selfish? Are you kidding? You're the one who is selfish. Who cared about the girl. You knew that I didn't like her. You knew I was closer to you.
I cared about her because you know fucking what? That girl was one of my best friends. And i thought you would have been a great friend to turn her down nicely, but I know what kind of a jackass you are.
Go suck a cock.
I never had maybe give me some pro advice.
