The Dark Side Of The Moon

Other "Me"

Why did I let it happen?

I don't understand.

At that moment...

I should have known what to do...

Lots of emotions flowing in my veins.

Making my "other me's" become helpless.

Last 2018,

I was sure about what to do.

12 of me, 1 should perished.

It was already planned.

The one that caused me a lot of losses in friendships.

It haunts me to this day.

That due to my emotional distress...

I blindly killed that one of me.

That one that makes me at least... Human.

I lost it so bad.

I'm not even scared to die anymore.

If I want to do it again, I'll do it.

I can't recognize love.

"How about 2019? You said you have a "crush" on someone."

No, it felt like I've been forced to believe that I do have.

"How about now?"

Nothing.

It just felt like a wind brushing on a tree.

What will happen in the future won't concern me.

My softest self, I killed you.

I'm sorry.

I really am.

I'll do my best to at least replicate the traits.