There are things that really dont work out perfectly the way you want it to be. Whether you do things in a perfectly mannered way, still the crowd will keep on pissing you. They’ll do all evil things they can. They’ll talk behind your back, they’ll stab you even harder. It’s like dying a little faster every time they’ll take a glance of you. They’ll grind as if you were a food to eat for their supper. Your personality indulges to the deepest crater of your soul, when all you can do is to sigh a little more. Until you find it in yourslef that you are already in the midst of no where.
You run, they’ll chase you. You stop, they’ll punch you. You hide, they’ll hunt you. You laugh, they’ll fuck you off. You laugh, they’ll kill you.
Whatever you do with your life, they’ll do something really dreadful. you vomit all the words that comes out from your mouth.
They’ll bring you down once they know you’re already in the highest peak of every mountain you climb. They wear masks as if they really do like you. They’ll wave goodbye and wish you you’d never come back. And once you’re inside your shell, still they’ll stomp you even harder than what they did when you are out in the bloom.
That’s what my life looks like in where i do my duty in my first ever job. A company so rich, so famous and with finesse but with employees that stops you’re goals, all your endeavours and dreams. Standards are well-known. A very well-furnished person of this generation.
An angelic face with a stubborn persona.
A grievance.
A jeopardy.
An irritation.
A virus.
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