and suddenly, it hits me. all this time, it wasn't a peace that i created for myself. it was just another lie i kept telling my self, to survive. something i thought i could hold onto when everything seemed to slipped away. a story forced my self to believe.
i've been noticing a lot of humans talking about their existential problems and honestly it's kind of my thing but even i think you guys should focus on the little things like not hurting each other
"When I saw you at Bathala's meeting place
There was a spark in your eyes that could not be understood
Looked towards where I tried to leave
And the world stopped
As you lead me
And you did not go away
When I was the one giving up
And the world changed
When you fought for me"