sometimes i just want to run away and you know, leave everybody here and just leave everyone with their issues. i do. i really do have an issue too.
i mean, how to be keep just stay here tasia?
why don't you just leave and go. this whole thing just for a while. why being so care?
pretending that you are the most fine person in this universe?
oh please, i really want to go.
and leave you all behind.
your issue is mine too, and my issue is yours. but help me here. my issue is i live in this imaginary world and i don't want to leave. these golden words of mine is also fake.
i don't need someone. no, i need me. and God.
i always wondering how if it was me? i know i'm not the kindest person in this world, but at least i'm trying too. i can't even talk this to someone i know. people are busy with their issues.
and i just can't tell my real issue which is i'm one of the girl who got humilliated by someone one day. i can't tell anyone. not a friend, not a family. it was dark, and too embarassing to tell not even to scream and angry to the villain because that villain used to be my good friend. i always think how will they feel if i say this even tho i was the victim. maybe it seems so easy now. but i still remember. i even re-create the fact by thinking maybe this was all just my imagination. maybe that person doesn't really mean to do that. but really, it was intense. and i just can't talk any words.
i always forgive anyone. anyone. anyone even the one who makes me suffer. the one who betrayed me when i was always be there. the one who just so selfish and not even see me as someone who cares. i forgive all of them. but this person just taught me how to not forgive and forget. i'm not gonna lie, it was hurt. i hate me that time.
but yeah. it's not much. someone has even more horrible than what i had.
do i just pretend that i am okay? or i try too hard to not being not okay?
really, i don't know.
if you ask me what do i really need right now.
i need one thing.
someone who would listen anything. any stories and not judge me. and also would like to straighten me up.
but what am i looking for?
is that human really exist here?
everybody is a judgers.
i mean, how to be keep just stay here tasia?
why don't you just leave and go. this whole thing just for a while. why being so care?
pretending that you are the most fine person in this universe?
oh please, i really want to go.
and leave you all behind.
your issue is mine too, and my issue is yours. but help me here. my issue is i live in this imaginary world and i don't want to leave. these golden words of mine is also fake.
i don't need someone. no, i need me. and God.
i always wondering how if it was me? i know i'm not the kindest person in this world, but at least i'm trying too. i can't even talk this to someone i know. people are busy with their issues.
and i just can't tell my real issue which is i'm one of the girl who got humilliated by someone one day. i can't tell anyone. not a friend, not a family. it was dark, and too embarassing to tell not even to scream and angry to the villain because that villain used to be my good friend. i always think how will they feel if i say this even tho i was the victim. maybe it seems so easy now. but i still remember. i even re-create the fact by thinking maybe this was all just my imagination. maybe that person doesn't really mean to do that. but really, it was intense. and i just can't talk any words.
i always forgive anyone. anyone. anyone even the one who makes me suffer. the one who betrayed me when i was always be there. the one who just so selfish and not even see me as someone who cares. i forgive all of them. but this person just taught me how to not forgive and forget. i'm not gonna lie, it was hurt. i hate me that time.
but yeah. it's not much. someone has even more horrible than what i had.
do i just pretend that i am okay? or i try too hard to not being not okay?
really, i don't know.
if you ask me what do i really need right now.
i need one thing.
someone who would listen anything. any stories and not judge me. and also would like to straighten me up.
but what am i looking for?
is that human really exist here?
everybody is a judgers.
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