Sometimes I don't get how they don't see the pain they cause me when they leave and don't even ask me to join them, when they figure that I won't want to go with them just because I haven't wanted to before. That's what makes me not want to go. They usually only ask me to after one person says they can't and a spot opens up.
But I don't really need them, do I? I don't need the comfort of laughter and a shoulder to lean on.. The wonder of love..
...Or do I?
I know I don't want love. Or maybe it's not love that I don't want, but I don't want to be hurt and live under the heavy chains of commitment.
...Or maybe I'm just afraid?
I think that's it. I'm afraid. I'm afraid. I can't sieze the day because I'm too afraid to, but I want to. I long to. I wish to.
But they can't see me, and they won't try to help me sieze the day. So I'll be by myself on the inside while my shell is surrounded by oportunities, warmth, fake happiness and fake smiles.
Yet no matter how much they might try, they will never see the pain they cause me...
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So you want the world to stop?
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Qosette
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And you won't need to look for it, it'll find you, trust me.
And if "they" actually exist, then how about you say, "Screw you!" and get some new friends?
You're lucky, though, I'm never asked to go anywhere. Hah hah hah-- hah... heh... heh hem...