The eyes which have glint are horrifying with darkness.
The world has shown me many faces. Some of them were friendly, others not really.
The most interesting faces were those who had masks on them. They were trying to show me the brighter side of their soul but when I had a closer look, I could see the rotting side which was hidden as it was hideous.
I don't mind when people hide their true self. The only reason they are doing so is, they are aware of who they are. I don't mind the hideous side too. They were created that way. I just hate spending my time on them, the time which was mine, the emotions whose value I will never get back. I hate the deep sinking feeling of the dark space in my heart which pulls me in the shadows every time I think of them
I feel lost.
Wherever I see, I can only see fake smiles. The only faces which turn to me are shallow and mean. They are people who would run over me if they have to for their own sake. The world full of people has suddenly turned into a strange place. I can see faces but I cannot see a friend. I can see smiles but I can only see threat. The eyes which have glint are horrifying with darkness.
Suddenly I am looking for a place to hide. A place which does not have a human in it. The rotting souls which have camouflaged themselves as human are not only scary but they are deadly.
They have tried to kill my soul. The pain I bear cannot be expressed in words. Oh, how I wish there was a name I could take. But my journey started in a way that the names do not make sense.
The perfect life is not a mystery. It's a fantasy which we try to find in the dramas we see. I suggest you learn it now. There are people who are not your friends.
The most interesting faces were those who had masks on them. They were trying to show me the brighter side of their soul but when I had a closer look, I could see the rotting side which was hidden as it was hideous.
I don't mind when people hide their true self. The only reason they are doing so is, they are aware of who they are. I don't mind the hideous side too. They were created that way. I just hate spending my time on them, the time which was mine, the emotions whose value I will never get back. I hate the deep sinking feeling of the dark space in my heart which pulls me in the shadows every time I think of them
I feel lost.
Wherever I see, I can only see fake smiles. The only faces which turn to me are shallow and mean. They are people who would run over me if they have to for their own sake. The world full of people has suddenly turned into a strange place. I can see faces but I cannot see a friend. I can see smiles but I can only see threat. The eyes which have glint are horrifying with darkness.
Suddenly I am looking for a place to hide. A place which does not have a human in it. The rotting souls which have camouflaged themselves as human are not only scary but they are deadly.
They have tried to kill my soul. The pain I bear cannot be expressed in words. Oh, how I wish there was a name I could take. But my journey started in a way that the names do not make sense.
The perfect life is not a mystery. It's a fantasy which we try to find in the dramas we see. I suggest you learn it now. There are people who are not your friends.
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