sometimes you have to sit alone in one corner and cry
because you feel belittled, hurt and abandoned.
you are not abandoned, but you feel abandoned.
you should not feel belittled but you were belittled.
you are hurt but not angry.
but you hate.
you hate it that you don’t know how to get angry.
and you only know how to cry.
for some crazy reasons,
the world will never be always your friend
sometimes. just some glorious times.
but other times, such as today
people hurt you
intentionally, selfishly, accidentally.
the thing there is people hurt you.
and your heart can’t really understand much
whether it was intentionally, selfishly or accidentally.
it doesn’t.
it only understands hurt.
and that’s pretty much the thing, really. :/
