IF you were expecting laughs..
this post is not it..
Months have past me by and these visions or thoughts that haunts me every time I'm trying to sleep is murder..INFERIOR..Thats how its making me feel..Inferior..I'm trying my best to dodge all this oncoming madness but i guess there comes a time when we all just succumb to temptations and thats when you find yourself fading into the light..Yes, fading away, disintergrating to small pixels of lifeless bodies of meaningless colors until you become nothing but a plain silouette..
"But thats not true,"they always say..
"Thats not necessary..People see other things too,"they often continue with this statement..
But I say..Whats the point..I try too hard anyway..Its the typical prop feeling you get when you feel like you are being used as a prob..Nothing but a lifeless buoy for the happiness of other people..Don't get me wrong, I love cheering people up..But for me to be used as a ragged doll and like a talking prop..
F*CK OFF!!!!
I've never voiced out what I really wanted to..But its all coming out like a burst of energy surging out of my body..I feel that alot of us have felt like that before..Whether it be you are a girl or a guy..All of us at some point have felt a certain F*cked up feeling like we have been so used for a sole main purpose that when you realised that its happening you kinda just lived with it and not give another thought about it..I say..
F*CK THAT!!!
This is the point of where WE stand up..F*ck you people for treating us like a prop..We deserve to stand and put our hands in the air stop this f*cked up preposition of what is happening right now..
I'm Jamal..
And I feel like a prop..
F*ck you people that made me this way..
(F*ck..EMO POST SIA!!haha)
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