Faith..

I condamned the turth , and chose to beleve in whatever i want to.
even if its untrue.
Its not like I DONT know , Its more like I DONT WANT TO know.
Like when it gets cold, and its hard to move your fingers,
you try to think about everything good, but your mind goes blank and you notice nothing.
Just traces, glittering in your past of all the things you have lost and let go.
It seems like theres nothing.
There is so much tho.
There is an end to and for everything, its just a difference of , if you know when things have to end,
you dont usually go dragging a corpse around the city you know.
I prefer to run.
So I shall run.
Cause if I stay, Im going to kill everything important to me.
I cant do that.
Even if I want to .
Im going to run , not from anyone else but from myself.
Even if it kills me.
Im stupid enough to figure out 1000000,s of reasons to make it okay ,
for myself atleast.
I guess thats okay .
It has to be.
My fingers are cold and feel heavy.
But it doesnt matter , in the end
we are all the same ,
fighting for nothing , pretending it to be our all.
Its just empty.
Or did I think I could save the humanity or make a difference?
Seriously , Im having a Hard Hard time , trying to save myself.
It doesnt matter.
What matters , is all , deep inside.
Its something only the trongest ones can notice.
I put all my faith , In ME.
Cause , Imma strong girl. Right, ...

I will laugh like this