Sometimes I don't understand it when some people sacrifices so much for the sake of other person(s) happiness.
I don't understand. I never did.
Why sacrifices so much of others' sake?
I never knew.
I never found the reason.
I never try to look for it.
I never bother to search for the reason.
In the end, i concluded for myself that to be sad and happy is just one thin line away from each other. It goes with the saying that one man's happiness is another man's sadness.An individual itself can't run from such a thing. As happy as you are there'll be a small part of you that is sad. As sad as you are there'll also be a small part of you that is happy.
I don't know.
I don't understand.
I want to know. I am scared to know.
I want to know what i am for.
My purposes. My roles. My strenghts. My weaknesses. My choices.
I'm scared, scared of what future has for me. I question myself... Will I be able to change it?
What is my control orientation? Internal? External? I don't know. I switched between one another at the flick of my fingers that I don't know which of which i am at already.
I recall trying to recall my past memories. I recall being able to recall even way beyond 3 years old. But now, i can barely recall anything in my first 7 years. I felt my memories being eaten away by my dreams. Are they real? Are they just in my mind? I don't know. I don't understand.
The mask.
The perfect facade.
The best thing I have in my body.
Does anyone know? Can anyone see through it? Let alone break it?
No. Nobody. Noone knows. Nobody can tell how i writhed.
I loathed being alone, yet what i have done contradict it. I want to be alone. Yet I don't want to be lonely. Such selfishness. But i don't want to feel pain, mental or physical. I don't want to be pained by anything. Don't give me the "no pain no gain". That's nonsense. To gain by pain is already a sacrifice. I don't like to sacrifice any part of myself.
I don't know.
I felt lost.
I don't understand.
Someone save me.