Inside His Head (One-shot)

Inside His Head

A/n: Another one! Your lovely author is really hyped up at writing stories. So, everyone! We are still at our depressing stories, hope that you like it and anything!

Enjoy Reading~!!!!

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There is a guy at the corner, who never speaks how he feels. He never spoke out any words from the day he sat on that chair at the back of the class.

Because, he never speak,

There's no words can describe what's inside his mind...

He merely talk, none of the teachers were calling him. He always had this look in his face that shows apathy, he merely pay attetion on the class. His delusion found its way out to control his head.

No one heard his voice,

He's always silent...

He's always all by himself, everyone is calling him a weirdo and nerd, but he never pay attention.

He never pays attetion from the start,

He will never pay attention anymore...

From those emotionless beautiful hues staring out the blue sky outside, his eyes never tell anything. Even they tried to see him through, there something inside of him that halting them from it.

There something in him,

A wall that he made that everyone will never know what's inside his head.

Everyone wonder what's inside his head, because he never spoke. He never tells what he really wants, feels and think. Everyone wonder what's going on inside his head.

No one know what's inside his head,

He's afraid to tell what's inside his head...

Little did they know....

Inside his head is the longing avariciousness of a monster that lingers inside of him, madness was the ruler of his tortured mind, hatred lingers in his veins; he always...

Always..

Think of a way out of what's inside his head...

But, he failed. He failed searching of a way out his mind, that's where he started to distant his way out people.

He bottle up his own emotion, he made wall that will cover the monster, he cease the flame that lit his faintest hope that the moster will be gone.

He push people away, but he wanted to be save. He's only afraid that his own monster will hurt them.

He'll hurt them...

The monster everyone had been dreaming is lurking inside his head, mental breakdown is the structure of his worn-out mind.

Inside his head was a nightmare..

A nightmare where everyone can't even wake up, a nightmare where will haunts you until your mind breaks, a nightmare where you can't hide...

From the moster lurking within...

Thinking of a way out of this nightmare, he wanted someone to help his broken mind to think of a way out.

He wanted to be save...

He made a wall to cover and hide the monster, people don't want to see. He finally close his heart and hide ot somewhere far in these darkness...

So, the monster he created will never break that last piece of his broken being.

He is afraid of the moster he created, he is afraid of his own reality. He is afraid of his own being.

He is afraid of what's inside his head.

A whirlpool of thoughts, a rollercoaster of emotion, pieces of happy memories were evident in his totured mind trying to figure out the puzzle of sadness, despair, vain and hatred.

His mind can't be describe through words, because of how twisted and broken it is. Everyone will never find the right word to describe the battlefield inside his head.

No one can help him to get his way out of this twisted, broken nightmare.

He will never be save by anyone...

And, into this faihtful day...

He finally accepted the madness inside his head.

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A/n: doing this at 11:50 P.M. and have a morning class tomorrow at 7:00 A.M is the reason why I always sleep at school xD Yeah, I find time to sleep. When it's breaktime, if still have more time at a quiz, and when the class is boring. So, how's my story? You like it? Because, meh. Hahaha, btw love you guys..

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