Crux: The Center: The End.
I can't believe what i have turned into. Wait actually i can. I'm letting it all happen. Everything happen to me. I have turned into a victim of my own stupid choices. I have a job. I get paid. Everyone bullies me and treats me like shit. I am letting it all happen to me like its all nothing at all.
I have lost faith in myself. I can't see where i'm headed. I am unsure. I'm still in lust with him. I am a Second-hander.
With no zest, no money even after earning. I really don't know what going on. It's like a haze. I'm just beding my neck and walking somewhere. Listening to people, taking everyone's shit.
Everything is a maze.
What i want to be?
To be left alone, to wake up to dress to choose to do.
Am i any different from the little kid who entered first class today trying to sell diwali lanters.
He is like me a Victim of his situation. Being born in a certain family changed everything in his life.
He is dark, tiny, puny , dirty fingers a running nose.
He probably sleeps on the floor.
I'm Tired, dazed and lost.
Wondering what the next big trouble will be.
Running away is all i'm going to do.