Life is like a little game of doll house...Anyone can tell lies and back stabs family members to members...As the house was fill with sharp words that can kill even a the smallest insect.
I myself was the ignorant insect...
I can hear even a slightest lies that I can never tell to anyone...
Mother againts Daughter, Son-in-law againts Mother-in-law, the words can be spread in the house like war...
No love is left, No warm home is left just sadness and useless fights...The sharp tounge family would never tell the other member the real thing they want to say...
Music and me. Paper and me. Are always a good combinations...
I'm not mute. I can speak but too afraid to tell what I hear...
I'm not living in this house. I'm not one of them. I feel like I'm not one of them...
I never fight anyone in this family. Because lies spread faster than truth...
Family members should be working together.
Not hiding secret from them.
What does a real family feels like?
I feel like a swarm of dark abyss would surround me as they made me lose my last happiness, I lost everything. My trust, my life, happiness...
Pushing myself hard to get a clean name make everyone proud but all i get is the same cold treatment...
Everyone can feel what i feel...
People can never appreciate the things you do for them...
Its hopeless to blow a fuse. Because they know what weakness you have and they can use it againts you...
Trusting someone is hard especially when your trust is already broken...
My life is a Lie...
I myself is a lie...
You can never spell life without lie...
Are you calling me useless?
Its okay I understand...
Rewards,Medals,Recodnitions,Ranks,Grades they are just piece of metals and papers that can melt and burn. Other term for quickly disappearing...
They would use that things to not spread how proud they were to you. But to make them get notice...
Money,Gold,Silver,coins...
People all want to have thoes fortune.
Fame,Fortune,Wealth,Power...
I am an puppet they pluck my strings to make me work and give them all what they want...
You can't spell Broken without Ok...
Just like glass my heart is easy to break...
Its to pathetic and fragile, too innocent to even stay in pieces...
Just like in love I would do anything for my family. Even if it means I shall sin or Lie...
Because my Life is nothing but a joke, a prank, a whole lot of Lie...
I was a mistake.
A good for nothing daughter...
I pathetically tried everything I can to please everyone that is around me...
But alas, I'm only a Human...
A human that is trapped inside an cage...
Never to be freed and feel loved...
Over all I'm alone...
Cold,guilty,a prisoner,a liar and a theif...
My crimes are all commited...
And i'm chained in every part of all that simple cage...
And I locked all my sadness in a smile...
A poisonus smile...
Lies can never be reveal unless you make me...
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inspiration story...(Completed)
Poetry"love is like photography you can easily develope it and make it into a memory." "being inspired made you want to write every piece of stories that made you remind yourself of that person you love." "when your with that person you love your wor...