Due to some complication of my action,
I've made some people fall into a few predicaments in these two past month.
Yes, they got mad at me and scold me and threaten me and all.
I dont mind because I know it is MY fault that it happened that way.
And yet my mind kept contemplating about how stupid I was and how useless I was to the group.
If they were to kick me out of the group,
I was ready for it.
But they went lenient on me by giving me a chance with a warning of course.
Due to that,
It made me feel guilty,
But I know this feeling doesnt last because my heart doesnt bear any remorse to people it met.
Due to that knowledge,
It made me feel sick with myself,
But I know the sickness would pass because my body doesnt even care about it the next day.
Due to that fact,
It made my soul detest myself,
But I know the detestation would brush off because my soul was never there when I told them that I'm sorry.
There was no feeling of guilt nor remorse to that little action I took that day because I was happy on that day.
Thus, the knowledge and feeling of accept-ion just dawned to me as natural as the rising sun.
Do all this make me a terrible human???
Is it really bad to lie about your happiness while other suffer their torment???
I'm confuse with all of this feeling concept.
I wish I could die so that nobody would be hurt by my action anymore.
I would slowly extract myself from society so that they wouldnt notice that I am there anymore.
So this incident will never happen to anybody else.
I would probably not to be miss,
I would probably not to be notice,
I would probably not to be mourn,
I would probably not to be cried,
I would probably not to be scold,
I would definitely...
I dont want to write the next sentence because it would probably arouse the feeling of worry or anger inside of peoples heart.
Thus, I bid ye fair well.
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