I let myself believe this was possible.
That it was,in fact,already happening.
But I'm not going to fret over the stupidity of believing.
Wouldn't that just be a waste of psychic energy?
Another excuse to engage in an endless cycle of negativity?
Experts in the field of human behaviour,
would agree that my will to believe was not a sign of stupidity.
Experts would agree that my will to believe was a sure sign of INSANITY.
...&It was that wretched,misguiding,leechlike parasite called hope.
i've yet to find out where i am placed.
i must confess,i still believe.
yet you hurt me with your words.
i though you understood me all along ; i trusted you.
but now i find.everything was just a LIE.
you were pretending all along.
you ripped my heart out.
you never made me feel like i was special.
but everything about you hurts me...hella deep.
its making me choke,the past.
&I thought...Nevermind.
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