This emotional isolation is simply unbearable.... No matter how many surrounds me I will always be alone, alone and alone. It is no one's fault but mine. People love my company, my small talks and foremost my weirdness, as they call it but no one cares enough to look beyond that intriguing bizarreness and look into the pangs of misery held within that bleeding heart. Once they are satisfied, they all walk away and none remains to see how much pain I am in when they leave. This repeats so often and you would think I would be immune to pain by now but no, it's the other way around. The pain gets worse each time.
I do not want to be different. I want to be like every one else. I don't want people to cringe away from me. Just like everyone else I love to be loved, love to be told that I am loved.I want to tell someone how much I suffer, how much I wish that they will not leave me. I want someone to take my hand and jump off that cliff without a care not knowing what will happen next.....but no one dares. They just cringe away at the thought. I am just another exhibit for them to enjoy and when the museum closes they will all go away.
I do not want to be different. I want to be like every one else. I don't want people to cringe away from me. Just like everyone else I love to be loved, love to be told that I am loved.I want to tell someone how much I suffer, how much I wish that they will not leave me. I want someone to take my hand and jump off that cliff without a care not knowing what will happen next.....but no one dares. They just cringe away at the thought. I am just another exhibit for them to enjoy and when the museum closes they will all go away.
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