I wonder how pathetic I had become...
By believing their lies,
By believing they are listening.
They are all Hateful very hateful, I'm disgusted by their act of comfort yet, maybe I'm just too naive, for trusting them.
How nice if their words are real, how nice if the pain that I had was not inflicted by them.
So, as they ask worriedly "Are you, okay?"
Here they are again, should I cry? That won't do. Should I laugh? I might just become their entertainment. So all I did was smile and keep it within myself.
As I said, "I'm fine,"
