Awake to think. And be in my own company. Chittering chatter all day. People just go on to making up stories. No time to listen. It's like a web they weave. To keep you listening.
Feels like I don't belong anywhere. Wherever I go, I feel the same. I use to feel content and happy. Now I feel numb of feelings. And feeling of dread is close by. I need to cast a happy spell.
Leave before love turns to hate. Don't stay, just because you love them. Have respect for yourself. You deserve to be treated nicely. One day they will turn into a monster. That you become to hate.