Done Believing

You told me to decide so fine. I decide not to believe in anything anymore. I don’t believe in love, faith, hope, or God. Once you believe in something, you will get hurt. And I don’t like getting hurt. So it’s better to pretend everything is okay even though it’s not.

Advertisements

Confession #04

I hate being alive. All the pain I’ve gone through feels so much that I’m impressed I lived this long but always searching for it like a moth to a flame. Why did all this happened to me? Is it because I deserve to be mistreated? Is it because I don’t deserve to be happy? Maybe I’m nothing but a wasted space that no one wants to be with. Am I good enough? Smart enough? What am I? And who should I become?