It is at these times that I hate myself. When the sky turned dark, and the curtain falls down. I hate myself for overthinking. I hate myself that I compare myself to everyone. And I hate myself that I cannot just sleep like normal people do. I'm the one who said to stay positive but when the lights are out, I become a different person and I hate myself for it. Why can't I just shut my mind just for awhile? And why do people need to piss me off when I had a calm mind? Why do people think it's just a small matter that I can't sleep when I can't sleep almost every night?
All these dark thoughts against me and I lose the battle already without having a chance to pick up my weapon.
I lost myself in the darkness, drowned in my own thoughts.
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The Colour Of My Heart
Aléatoire[HIGHEST RANKING: #1 AWAKE] The story is just a bunch of words that I thought at night when I can't sleep so it might get boring ⚠ ; Have you ever laid awake and thought about everything that happened to you and wished that it could be changed someh...
