―The Dreamer
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« Pourquoi on célèbre partout dans le monde, la fête de Jesus et pas la mienne? »
« À quoi sert de vivre pour mourir ensuite ? »
« À quoi sert la gentillesse si on me remercie par méchanceté ? »
« À quoi sert la beauté si la majorité du temps, à l'intérieur c'est laid ? »
« À quoi me sert les maths si je veux devenir écrivain ? »
« À quoi sert mes parents si eux, m'ont laissé tomber ? »
« À quoi sert de tuer si au final, tu te retrouve enfermé ? »
« À quoi sert de mentir si la vérité fait plus du bien ? »
« À quoi me sert des amis s'ils se servent de moi pour m'humilier ou pour que je fasse leurs devoirs ? »
« À quoi me sert de vivre au final ? »
Encore une fois de plus, je tombais dans la lune que pour revenir après quelques temps, pas-ma-mère me demandait à quoi je pensais mais je ne lui répondais pas. Pas-mon-père me demandait d'aller voir cette même psychologue qui ne faisait que me poser des questions débiles qui ne servaient d'être réponds. Ils ont finit par abandonner l'idée de me faire parler en voyant que je ne répondais toujours pas à leurs signaux. Ils avaient comprit qu'ils n'étaient qu'une famille d'accueil de plus parmi une multitude d'autres, pour moi. C'est vrai après tout, mes parents m'ont abandonné enfant, je suis donc destiné à être sans famille pour l'éternité.
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