Thought to tell not to speak

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Behind the eye of the person that feels....they feel as if they have no friends and by one decision....their world clasped and back to the darkness the eye of it goes....as if it went all back to normal but ppl are changing and everyone says one thing but are they telling the truth....What lies on the words us human choose to make it the truth into a lie. What makes up a soul of darkness but you try to change your soul to where there is light... What makes you so unique...wait there is nothing the writer says... We just human people comments...I want to believe many things but know its all a lie.... Why believe in the words we hear....why do i believe...to feel alive....or its true and reversing my thought of belief to pain...why do i as a person pain or stress myself out or over think a topic....is it not normal for people to do....normal for teens...or anybody...is my mind aging faster than i as a human is....why believe since life sucks right....why are certain ppl here when they can still leave right... What's holding the dreadful souls still on this planet...thought flies in....pain stays in you eating your soul away...but humans does not work like that right...are you sure your human or are you a robot that has parts and make you do thing... Ain't I a robot with a dark soul... I have a brain that functions my body...heart that make me feel alive and moves my body....so am i robot breaking apart each day and each night...no wait robots don't have feelings right...but what if they do...What if all these thing in life represents you as a person... Just all belief right...what if life is just a restart button in a video game just restarting each day to redo your decision to impact your storyline....what if we are the one being control...freedom right...lots of thought flow in my brain but functioning it out of my mouth or sorting it out and knowing if its true or not need fixing as i hold it in & pain has filled....instead of "happy" fuel its just blood pouring out of your body just to let your soul fly free..is it that not what you want to fly free...or stay and continue the journey...what should you have chosen....as you wake up the morning starting your day but you think everything is fine...sun hits your bedroom window but most of the room is filled with darkness...wondering if it means anything...if it represents you..right..doing your daily task...then the day ends.. you ask yourself if it was a good day... every thought i say in my head ...its just a thought right... saying no one gives to shit right... no one gives to fucks about you in the real world... but everyone says its not true " i care about you"...right...can you relate or you think i'm crazy in the head...in this world you can not be yourself right...others has said you can but other disagree...no one including i as a human being can choose what to believe...i guess its just many thoughts being collected right...or is it just a wild free thought. -Izzy

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