Questions (Triggers)
Why am I here? My mind seems to scream.
I don't know the answer.
I've never known the answer.
I don't think I ever will.
Why do people hate me?
Yet another stumper.
An enigma, wrapped in mystery,
and watered with tears.
What did I do wrong?
All these questions!
I don't know!
Why am I so sad?
Emotional scars never show.
What do I do now?
I don't know!
I JUST DON'T!
What if I'm the problem?
I guess that's plausible...
What if the problem was gone?
It'd probably be for the best.
How do I get rid of it?
I could use a knife....
How would that work?
Just a little slice....
What do I do now?
I guess I just wait.
What's all that noise?
I think somebody's home.
Why do they look so sad?
I guess I'll never know......
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