she stood infront of her and stares deeply into her eyes.
she wish she could have answers to her questions but there were only sighs of pain and hurt.
she couldn't say anything more.
she thought to herself frantically as she battle for answers from her.
did you exist to show the world how vulnerable you are?
did you exist to prove that there isn't anything else worth living and that you are actually trapped in this sorry life and you have no choice but to live in it?
did you exist for sympathy from the livings in your life?
did you exist to prove you're a fresh piece of flesh ready to be sliced again and again?
did you exist to prove that you have failed again?
after so long, is this what you've turned out to be?
after so long, is this why you still want to be haunted?
what is it that you're still holding on for?
you were at this very same state of life last month, last week and even yesterday.
you are looking at your very same broken hearted self daily.
escape and deny all you want but there isn't anyone to be blamed but your sorry self.
you chose to be defenceless.
you chose to be weak.
you chose to be taken for granted.
you chose to give it your all.
you chose to believe.
you chose to love.
you chose to be crushed.
you chose to be hurt even when you know it would.
so hate yourself cause you deserve every inch of it.
there will still be no answers to your questions and even if there is, you wouldn't take it.
you wouldn't want to face it as you'll be too hurt too.
or you can go easy on yourself and hold on.
so you either breathe or bleed on.
your call.
"cause i hated the heartbreak, the crying, the cheating, the fooling around"
