What have I done?
I am voluntarily evil. Just look. I sign voluntarily.
Take me as the reason, I am the trigger. I am of the error.
And actually I know I talk nonsense.
I am already the evil, but to be the evil has never been any good. I let us suffer.
irony. Irony is my constant companion. In the absence of the ability to express myself differently.
I carry the shame. Even now. I feel
the pressure in my stomach and the urge to vomit.
failing school.
I fail.
I do not wish to fail too!
What is left?
The knowledge that I have caused it.
And while I have these words in my head.
I'm too negative about it, or?
not think. Feel.
But I can not.
If I feel inside me is there in a big, ugly lumps and a lot of tension. Pressure is there.
and nausea.
This is not the plane should look at me, I know.
But the others I do not think.
I will not lose.
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