this is difficult to explain.tough and even boring.but then isn't everything? it's when my self starts choking me from inside, it's when I realize I'm being myself again.It's everything.
I look.stare.feel.I want.It's more of greed, more about being ahead of others.More about making them feel bad.it's envy.it's ego.
It is difficult.
Another different day, a different conflict.Nothing that we look forward to.I speak.I listen.while the angry voice disturbs me.and I continue.monotonous.
I forget.pretend to.I notice but don't.it's about negativity.My negativity.I hear and shout.maybe trying to change.maybe I give up easily.but I beleive that I'm in pain.