No escape
In a world filled with so many captivating pleasures, I find myself incontent. Now constantly trying to hide every essence of emotion has been my only objective. Have I been punished? Subjected to this world, to watch as everyone around me take part in something that brings them joy and happiness. These are the things that in which I am constantly in thought.
It sickens me so, to watch how simple things get taken for granted. And yet, I can do nothing. How can I? Why should I? No one seems to care. And finally, when I do take a step to share what I feel, I am looked upon as a rebel or trouble maker; which makes me more angrier at the world.
I blame myself for what I have become. Someone who care about nothing; not even life itself. I linger everyday, and with each moment, longing for a way to escape. For me the world has gotten so ugly. Deprived of the very essence which makes life worth living. This is my world.
I am subjected constantly with the anguishing feeling of wanting to escape. But how can I when this is the only world I know?