For some time now, I've changed.
I changed to the point where I don't even know what I have become.
I don't even remember what I used to be.
I kept it to myself for a while, but I get some chills down my back, pain in my head and nightmares whenever I try to sleep.
These nightmares are so unnatural. So real. They scare me. And no one knows about them.
A few people found out about the way I really think, and I regret it sometimes.
They see me for who I am. Judge me on what I say. Get mad whenever I do something I don't know is wrong.
But they forgive me in the end. They just do. I wish they wouldn't. How could they though? Oh well...
They try to make me fall for someone, but I can't love. They don't understand that I don't have any normal feelings, such as love or empathy.
Whenever everyone cries,I would just tell them that these things happen and that they shouldn't dwell on them. They would look at me as if something was wrong with me, and they're not wrong. I wouldn't deny them.
I just wish that things would go back to the way they were before.
Where no one knew about me.
Where no one cared...

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Darkness reprieve
Non-FictionFor some reason- and I don't know why- I don't care what I become.