my mother and my father does not like me. I know so. and I build that to be so.
My mother does not like me.
I cannot talk with her like her coworkers can. Flowing from one to another in topic reprehend, relevant, i think we are faking silences for social butters. My mother does not like me. I am unalike.
My father does not like me.
I am disturbing, of good and bad, the morals kill me to not know where to put. I am crying, like a crocodile as much as he believes it. My goodness, where is it?
I do not like me. I like me when they like me. Good god what happened to me? where should I go? And not crazy.
My brother does not like me. Trying so hard. Helping so much. It was never his fault. It was never.
There is despite the flaws. fuck this self pity. Kill me now. But they dont like me. How do I change? I am sick
Though so sick.
<my sisters does not like me. I can't be anything but my bed. To be making my bed and to sleep on. I am nothing but my bed. Activities galore.
I am not my uncle. I would give compassion. but where does it go? youre asking the wrong compass. Where are you in this world? self and the others.
I like them. out of the want? what is this. are you all dying of time too
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