i don't talk

i wish i was created poorly. i wish i were deaf. i wish i were mute. i wish i were blind.

i pray that i could be something different. maybe being a tree would be more beneficial to man than the form i take on now. i just wanna find a peaceful spot in my soul and just stay there in the serenity and peacefulness of the whole situation. or maybe yet, find a spot, stay like this forever and ever, whether bad or good. it doesn't matter how i feel, it doesn't matter what i know. nothing matters in this world of chaos. nothing.

people can feel like shit in a time that should be the happiest moment in their life. people can feel completely happy at a time when everything seems to be going sooo wrong.

maybe there was never an old me, maybe the whole me has been covered over with layers and layers of stuff that i had never really cleaned off. i don't know, and i don't want to know anymore.

i'm running away from reality. running away from everything. my morals haven't changed, but mentally, my thoughts have.

i don't want to be here. i just wanna be gone. i wanna disappear from the ends of the earth. i just wanna be gone.....but it won't ever happen. i wanna leave and never come back. just wanna be taken away.....taken away and be kept safe for ever and ever.