Mountains on me and I can't hold it up
People.
Sometimes, my hatred to people become so great and it makes me lose my mind.
But that's all right, because people are human beings. That term "human beings" indicates a characteristic of being flawed, prone to mistakes, and not perfect. I really do think that human beings are the most beautiful creations, but what they do pisses me off so much I feel like stabbing somebody.
I'll express myself here because irl, I don't have anybody to talk to. You see, I am reminded that we can't always show how good we are to people because they will take advantage of you. most definitely. A human being with a corrupted heart some way, will always want to take advantage of you for their own personal gain. It's there. Trying to be good, is pretty hard nowadays. I can't be so good because people will walk all over me. They will take what they want from me and leave me dry. They'll leave me at the sidewalk and throw me away. They'll abandon me in the dense forest and leave me to the wolves. I'll talk and I'll shout, I'll cry and I'll wail, but no human being will listen and give me a hand. Perhaps they'll take a picture or a video of me with their phones and make it go viral.
As you can see, I'm not doing pretty good. I've got so many emotional tests that sometimes I feel like giving up. It's exhausting. Absolutely exhausting. It really does feel like I've got the world on my shoulders. These weights of the mountains are placed on my shoulders and my bones are cracked. I keep trying to carry them around and I can't fix my broken bones.
When I walk around where there are people, I feel more alone than when I am alone. Everything feels so haunting and my mind goes up into space. I hate it when people look at me. I hate it when people keep telling me that I need to make effort for teamwork professionally when people are mean and inconsiderate. Sometimes, I just can't function as a productive society member. It becomes just another burden and I can't bring myself to go outside.
But that's okay. I have to believe that it's okay. Because I'm not okay, so I have to have hope that everything will be okay, and it surely will, most of the time.
Sometimes, my hatred to people become so great and it makes me lose my mind.
But that's all right, because people are human beings. That term "human beings" indicates a characteristic of being flawed, prone to mistakes, and not perfect. I really do think that human beings are the most beautiful creations, but what they do pisses me off so much I feel like stabbing somebody.
I'll express myself here because irl, I don't have anybody to talk to. You see, I am reminded that we can't always show how good we are to people because they will take advantage of you. most definitely. A human being with a corrupted heart some way, will always want to take advantage of you for their own personal gain. It's there. Trying to be good, is pretty hard nowadays. I can't be so good because people will walk all over me. They will take what they want from me and leave me dry. They'll leave me at the sidewalk and throw me away. They'll abandon me in the dense forest and leave me to the wolves. I'll talk and I'll shout, I'll cry and I'll wail, but no human being will listen and give me a hand. Perhaps they'll take a picture or a video of me with their phones and make it go viral.
As you can see, I'm not doing pretty good. I've got so many emotional tests that sometimes I feel like giving up. It's exhausting. Absolutely exhausting. It really does feel like I've got the world on my shoulders. These weights of the mountains are placed on my shoulders and my bones are cracked. I keep trying to carry them around and I can't fix my broken bones.
When I walk around where there are people, I feel more alone than when I am alone. Everything feels so haunting and my mind goes up into space. I hate it when people look at me. I hate it when people keep telling me that I need to make effort for teamwork professionally when people are mean and inconsiderate. Sometimes, I just can't function as a productive society member. It becomes just another burden and I can't bring myself to go outside.
But that's okay. I have to believe that it's okay. Because I'm not okay, so I have to have hope that everything will be okay, and it surely will, most of the time.
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