Tired.

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  What's the point of wanting to please these people? No, I'm not going to go along in that blind faith that you have on me about my future. I decide my future. Not you. I am my own person, I am not your puppet. I stopped being your puppet the moment I choose to do as I wish and to follow my own path. I want to be someone different from everyone in that area. The area where everyone shows a smile and a warm welcome, showing the rest a mask that never uncovers to the human eye. I can't be the same as you. My whole life Ive been confused, even more now. I can't make up what is true and what is not. I'm between the verge of good and evil but my mind is not finding a way to process all of this information that is being placed inside my head. I can't find a way out of these four blocked walls, they keep turning smaller and smaller every time I move. Someone save me from all this fraud and supernatural moments of my life.  

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