Here i am, once again...
Laying down...
Weak...
Cold...
All these thoughts in my head...
Screaming...
Pulling...
Controlling...
I turn my head to the side...
stare at my reflection on the ground under me...
My hands stained as well as my clothes...
The minds of my friends and family...
Their hearts...
Stained with my mistake...
So cold...
It's too late for regrets...
Stunned within an eternal silence...
Nothing but a single tear, and the last drop of life...
Chris!
Chris!
CHRIS!
Yeah?
You've been staring at the wall for about 3 minutes, what's wrong?
Oh! Lol! Just daydreaming that's all.
I roll my sleeves down and head to class...
YOU ARE READING
My Mask [Completed]
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