Book of Random Ideas

Disappear

Think of everyone that you know or had seen. Think of them clearly.

Do they look happy? Like they have the best world? Do you think you have the best world?

Does your mother love you? Does your father help you when you ask? Do they feed you? Do they try their hardest to give you everything that makes you happy? Do they love you with all of their hearts?

If so... Why do you cry over little things? Why do you say mean things to them?

Me... I have no one to love me. I... Am truly alone.

My parents loved me for every reason yours loves you. They did argue, but they always made up. Not just for me, but for themselves as well.

Then... They were gone... I was just starting to become a teenager... The people I was sent to live with... they hated me for no reason...

Still, I thought I had friends... People that could help me smile! And be happy!

I was wrong. Oh so wrong. They never once saw through my lies and fake smiles. They never noticed that I laughed as hard as possible to cry...

Not even my best friend did... They didn't even ask if I was okay... Or if I needed help...

Over time... I saw what the world was... Hell. Heaven isn't my paradise. My paradise is with people that saw my lies, saw my fear, saw my grief! I wanted to be free from this invisible cell!

Yet... No matter what... I can't leave. I want to, I truly do... But what would they think of me?

So no matter what, I can't leave... Not until the time was right...

I see where I stand though. I see it all...

I stand out side the web of people. No one notices this, I do.

So... Maybe I should just... Disappear.