people don’t excite me anymore.
if no one talks to me‚ it’s alright.
if someone hates me‚ that’s fine.
i do not have enough energy to
argue and give time to certain
person who doesn’t have anything
good to do with my state of growing.
if i needed to be alone‚ i'll go with it.
maybe‚ at some point‚ i only knew
and already accepted the fact that
not everyone and everything will
last and stay long in one’s life
"you handled it so well."
no, i didn't. i went insane, lost my spark, bled in silence, shattered in private, and wore a smile that lied better than any mask could.