The fire inside me is growing day by day,the fire of rage,the fire of hatred for the masked peoples around me who speak something in the front and stab me sweetly in the back when I'm not there.
As the kind of people are increasing day by day i can now detect them quite easily,but the real pain lies in the fact that most of them are my near and dear one s whom i trusted the most,may be I'm wrong is what u say,but i have enough seen and felt their hatred toward me which they don't directly speak of.
My life is in a mess because of them,they made me choose the wrong way,they trapped me,they destroyed my sweet innocence,but now i can't do anything but cry,cry the hell.
Why ?why did the did this to me ,am i that bad,i didn't hurt them,i never thought of ever injuring them,but only to help them to my best abilities,then why? i get no answers.yes,u may think that I'm getting quite a psycho,but the fact is,pain is felt to the most if hurt has occurred to thy self.I don't know where my life will lead me,but still then I'll remember the help i have got from them,and will surely try and repay them a part of it if cant the full.