Tatakae

The bond of friendship is formed when two people that can relate to eachother meet in one place. 
          But 
          Do those people leave eachother when they stop relating to eachother's problems?
          
          Or rather 
          
          When one gets slightly ahead and the other is left behind even if it's an uncertain moment of delusion...
          The bond breaks 
          My heart refuses to accept that moment as a catalyst of jealousy for the one left slightly behind 
          But in the end nothing else makes sense
          I do not have answers 
          
          Oh but.. I couldn't get ahead of someone who already had what I didn't...
          Then why...
          
          Maybe my formula to coexist with people I treasure has always been incorrect and I doubt I'd ever be able to correct it 
          
          Pretty sure I try harder than I should each time to keep a grasp on what's precious to me. 
          And yet
          
          
          No one will ever know 
          
          The word *best friend* is a fake notion to provide value to a certain figure so that they won't leave and one would survive without being lonely.
          
          
          In reality... The key is to not be lonely... To be understood even it means sacrificing values...
          
          
          I am indeed another miserable human barely getting by the test
          

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Isolation and Sympathy and Clumsiness 
          Losing balance and tripping everyday yet trying as hard as possible to walk straight 
          
          Why

Writing another book, Intrusive Thoughts. The book is to be published (Inshallah) if I am to finish it before graduation. This would come handy for professional and education purposes. Not that I am a professional writer though, my other book is simply for entertainment unlike this one.

Tatakae

Psychotic World 
          Weeeeeeeeeeee I'm a part of it 
          
          
          ...
          Nevermind ‍♀️
          I hope to be forgiven 

I hate being accused falsely but my lips are zipped for I am partially responsible for the doom and the monster inside me does not let me whisper for I am 
          Afraid 
          Afraid 
          Afraid 
          

Unstable mental state but act normal act normal act normal act normal act like nothing happened
          Nothing Happened 

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