I cant live any more... for some reason all I do is hurting people so why don't people understand that? Why cant they see that I live my life in a lie... that I always have a mask of lies over my face, that they never have met the real me. If I didn't exist they would live like they were meant to, they would have all the things they always dreamed of having. I'm the one that is holding them back. I´m the fifth wheel among them. I´m the one that don´t fit. So why do they keep telling me that I should be with them, around them and don´t be by myself... Do they find it amusing to see me in torment? Or do they want to mock me in public so they can laugh behind my back. What ever the reason it keeps nagging in my brain and its destroying me, so i guess what ever the they would do they have succeeded. Perhaps I should leave them and find out whats in the afterlife or if there exists an afterlife. Then I can finally be my self and not only the wolf in a pack who were meant to be the lonely wolf. Because now i´m just the one that doesn't fit in any were.

Annons

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February 2011