Remember

Blindsided

Sometimes i feel like theres none to trust and none that understands. Backstabbing exists. Blades are everywhere. Before you could shun away, "bamm!" You got blades stabbed right on your back. People thinks they know you, people judge, people think its best for you, people think that's who you are, what you are. But how true and how accurate those judgements and doubts can be? Humans err, humans are selfish creatures.. People draw nearer when you have something to offer. People speak of you like you've never been hurt, never been betrayed, speak like they know you better than you know yourself. Today, i sense cruelty in this world im living in.

Wished i could leave this place called, Earth.