In truth, life is complicated. We take on step forward hoping that the next will be be a lighter tread. Though, in time we see that our steps are harder, not softer. The terrain is messier, not flater.
I'm fed up with people. I'm sick of everyone asking me if I'm okay. I'm tired of people following me around like a lost puppy. I want to be alone. I want to be happy that I can be alone. But when I'm alone I'm only angry. Angry at people. And now we've come to a full circle.
I've been gone for a while, and I'm coming back. This is where I need to be now. To write means to be at some temporary peace. I won't be angry all the time, I promise.
~Ally-Cat
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