12th July, 2020

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I pity my heart and brain.











I really had no one to talk to.

If i'm complaining one thing to my parents, they would point their finger at me to grab such difficult choices.

If i'm talking to any of my friends in real life, they would betray me and unfriend me because I look so weak and fragile to be a human like them. Yeah, they mocking me behind as much as that mouth stand still.

If I decided to talk to my online friend, one who I maybe put trust on, they maybe thought me as unreliable person. And turn their head again on me.

I want to be that person too.

I want to hate myself.

I want to throw myself at rubbish bag and disappeared.

I want to die.

But, at this condition maybe even God would didn't accept me and didn't even recognize me as His fellows.

I'm too much broken for this world.

What is the matter that God want to show me so I've born in this world.

Oh, so it's like that.

God want me to life and born in this world so I can't see how helplessly this world was.

I know just now.

Such a tragedy for me.
But a comedy for others who saw me.

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