why?
why ?
why ?
why cant i leave this place?
why do people keeping judging me?
why do people curse me?
i want to be alone, but i dont want to be lonely........
i want to be myself, but i want someone to guide me......
i dont want to be fcking sad.......
A world filled with blank color,
A hierarchy that of which consists of those who daze.
Sans minds recall of order,
Nor of the raze that will ignite worlds ablaze.
