And then, I said good-bye...
I sigh.
Perhaps for years to come, I will never understand just what I'd done.
Just simply, I had said good-bye. To my past, to me myself, to the future to come.
It never fails to amaze me, the beauty that the sky holds.
Yet, there's no one to share it with because I'm always the only one who's looking at the sky.
To see the clouds and the birds that drift on by.
To see the past that I had once had fly on by.
To see the future that I've grasp in my hands starting to fade away...
To see, the tiredness within myself starting to seep out in much larger amounts than before.
I've never felt that I deserve to be friends with anyone.
I've never felt that I should be myself in the end.
Because all in all, I'm never treated to be me in the end.
Because I'm always denied of existence.
And because of that, I am lost.
Lost in my own world of amazement and wonderment.
Lost in my own world of foolishness and sadness.
Lost in my own world of self-denial and torment.
Lost in my own world of death.
The wishes you'd made to her, puts a light smile on my face.
Yet, so what?
These are your wishes to her, which I don't need to hear of.
Yet, you are happily telling me to share your happiness with me.
Am I just all but a listening ear? So what about my feelings right?
Who's to hear my sadness from my POV?
Who's to try and understand how I feel from my POV?
Who's to know, that I've been through so much torment to get here?
No one, because no one can relate to me.
No one, because they can only brush my feelings away.
And thus, I'm started to change once more.
To become a Hollow instead.
No tears, no tiredness shown, no happiness.
Only traces of happy-go-lucky attitude.
Only traces of insanity.
Only traces of...
Non-existence.
I will never look at people in the eye once more.
Because I fear what they see.
I will never be truthful as to who I really am in character.
Because no one will understand me in the end.
And thus, I have to continue on being always there for others.
While in the end, there's no one being there for me.
To those who asked of me, the concern I needed isn't merely just that.
Because you have never understood me.
Never ever.
Hence, as the clouds roll on by, I will sit and smile.
As the rain continues to pelt on down...
Perhaps for years to come, I will never understand just what I'd done.
Just simply, I had said good-bye. To my past, to me myself, to the future to come.
It never fails to amaze me, the beauty that the sky holds.
Yet, there's no one to share it with because I'm always the only one who's looking at the sky.
To see the clouds and the birds that drift on by.
To see the past that I had once had fly on by.
To see the future that I've grasp in my hands starting to fade away...
To see, the tiredness within myself starting to seep out in much larger amounts than before.
I've never felt that I deserve to be friends with anyone.
I've never felt that I should be myself in the end.
Because all in all, I'm never treated to be me in the end.
Because I'm always denied of existence.
And because of that, I am lost.
Lost in my own world of amazement and wonderment.
Lost in my own world of foolishness and sadness.
Lost in my own world of self-denial and torment.
Lost in my own world of death.
The wishes you'd made to her, puts a light smile on my face.
Yet, so what?
These are your wishes to her, which I don't need to hear of.
Yet, you are happily telling me to share your happiness with me.
Am I just all but a listening ear? So what about my feelings right?
Who's to hear my sadness from my POV?
Who's to try and understand how I feel from my POV?
Who's to know, that I've been through so much torment to get here?
No one, because no one can relate to me.
No one, because they can only brush my feelings away.
And thus, I'm started to change once more.
To become a Hollow instead.
No tears, no tiredness shown, no happiness.
Only traces of happy-go-lucky attitude.
Only traces of insanity.
Only traces of...
Non-existence.
I will never look at people in the eye once more.
Because I fear what they see.
I will never be truthful as to who I really am in character.
Because no one will understand me in the end.
And thus, I have to continue on being always there for others.
While in the end, there's no one being there for me.
To those who asked of me, the concern I needed isn't merely just that.
Because you have never understood me.
Never ever.
Hence, as the clouds roll on by, I will sit and smile.
As the rain continues to pelt on down...
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