I am lost in society and its ideas. My association with it has stumbled me out of myself or rather the person I would want to be, the person I hoped to be. Being careless with my heart, I give away my attention every time this society displays its dazzling smile to me and soon, I know, I will reap my false happiness in the form of distress.
Feet that are quick to run into a burning barn, without flinching or fear, openly yearning to be hurt. I can’t recall fraternising with death, not when I was elated over something or someone. I am only tempted to sign an agreement with death when I have not been handed any reasons to be temporarily happy. Temporary happiness which drenches me to my bones and my heart, I am almost addicted to this cycle. Society has groomed and taught me this.