The disappointment that exceeds the limit of the human. The lies that ponders their empty minds. The lies to hurt. Depressed, heartbroken, sorrowful and cheerless that reshapes my true and utter emotion. Hiding my true feeling like an exploding bomb in my body waiting for the right time to finally blow. Feeling like nothing but air, nonexistent but always and forever there.
The fence post that is always second choice, not good or interesting enough for the shiny and new. The ignorance of their personality is relentless. The similarity is clever although it will soon diminish and disperse like fireflies. Sooner or later their fate will take a turn. Without a care, without sight. Just like that it will blow away like dust. The enforcement to make them look good. The insecurity that troubles there beautiful and perfect minds is pathetic and funny but the best will never change without some beauty within.