who knew it was going to be this way? for you to believe that your life is amazing and nothing can break this stream of happiness you are drunk on. for you to only then realise that this is a world you have created as an illusion for this dystopian world that surrounds you.
no one can hurt you. or so you thought...
you've only ever been open to everyone around you. this is the source to your ultimate weakness. and you're the only one to blame.
you're vulnerable and have no opportunity to fix this. maybe this fact isn't a bad thing; we're just viewing through a negative perspective.
on the road to self-destruction... and i didn't even notice since i've been blinded.
- i want to scream in your face all the things you've done to hurt me... but i've been told that if i don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all. so i'll bite my tongue.