I laugh at my failures instead of crying over them,
Like I said before: I can't cry like any normal human being anymore,
not my fault if you ask me,
I blame karma and the gods.I simply wanted to say,
If I was to love someone how would I?That's a question you asked yourself before,
we all ask that.
But I ask of you here and now,
Do you really know what the difference is between,
the version depression we all thought it is as kids,
and the version of it we know of it as adults?My generation is blinded by their 'ok boomer' and phones along with slang,
to even notice what's going on,
to them, it's not a problem if someone will save the day.My generation is too ignorant to even learn the ways of our predecessors,
they all depend on their internet and phones to do everything,
one day that will be their demise.I'm not complaining but I do have to say,
Why the hell do you think there's nothing you can't ignore?I call airheads such as those we call kings in school bastards,
Don't ask why I just do,
let me rephrase that actually.Don't piss me off while I show signs of me losing my cool,
and you will leave the room untouched unharmed in any way.I seem to frighten people but I can't help myself,
I do what fits my mood,
call me a Sociopath but it's true,
Sociopath,
psychopath,
Murderer,
Monster.Call me everything you can think of,
just remember that when you need comfort,
I'll just get on your nerves and in your head and drive you insane.What comes around, Goes around.
I am just going to repay the damage you've inflicted on me,
Whether you like it or not,
They taught us to treat others how we want them to treat us,
about what?
6 years ago in kindergarten, they taught that.I'll give you a choice,
maybe two if I'm feeling merciful.Leave my heart alone and comfort me make a gamble with the fates.
Or,
Leave me alone and take your chances.Oh, wait that's one..
Hm..
Not surprised actually.
No that's a lie,
I don't expect much from her nor you.
I just want some love and alone time,
Does that make me a hypocrite?hm..
No, I actually consider people's feelings and well-being unlike you.Who's the fake now?
Me or Me?
Me or Me?
Me or Me?
Me or Me?
That's right..
I'm the fake for now..
Pray for mercy.
Because my old god didn't give me mine.
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The things I'd like to say
General Fictionthis is my collection of things I would like to say but don't want to make it come out wrong the words I can think about sound beautiful on paper but once I try to say them it sounds like so different so I just put them on paper and don't say them s...