have you made peace with the loneliness of knowing you don't belong in this world? do you see them concern themselves with superficial matters such as sex, money, clothes? you do. you know you will never belong with these people. you know you're awake when everyone seems to be asleep. that's the loneliest feeling of all, isn't it? you were aware of the fact that your existence was a mistake sent from above, but were you aware of how deeply it seeps into your place in this world as a whole? sometimes it feels like either you weren't made for this world, or this world wasn't made for you. you can spend all of your life trying to figure out whose at fault when it's noone. it's noone. and if there truly is a god, he didn't spare mercy for you. when you have this feeling, you don't know how to deal with it and what to do with it. it makes you feel lost and more isolated than you have ever felt. you will never know where to put your sensitivity. there seems to be no hands soft enough to hold your fragility. when you realise that, the end will come to you by itself. it's not sadistic, it's just the everlasting flow of nature; the nature of this cruel, cruel earth we call a home.

you are the universe slowly falling into the depths of the true nature of this world we were given.

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