Excerpts from an old diary

Brightness hurts.

Waiting for the dark to come and have me,

Cause the gleaming brightness is haunting me.

Tears have been dried up but I'm still soabing,

Who can say I'm loosing when I am laughing.

Enough of the going with the flow now,

Cause I'm not a dead fish imma show it now.

Don't blame me for all the drivel I endured,

Cause I punished all nuisances I suffered.

I might've been betrayed by the friends of mine,

But that happened cause I ignored the sign.