Don't

There was always something missing that I wanted to find so much. There was always something that angers me that I want to pinpoint. There was always sadness that I could not stop the tears from flowing. There was always something I am dissatisfied with no matter how much I force myself to be contented with one.

I had denied the fact that you had made a part of me a monster. I had denied the fact that everything around me is making me feel so alienated, so foreign, so uncomfortable. There is no other part, but just that part.

I want to give up.

I don't know what to do.

I don't know what to do..

I don't know what to do...