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silence,

that's the only thing i can mouth out.

nothing,

nothing comes out of my mouth.

that's why it's hard for me to show what i feel,

or to even communicate the truth.

because of me there is silence,

they hate me,

am i bad?

ugly?

or they just hate someone like me.

i'm suffering in pure silence created by me.

i hate it.

i feel bad,

i feel sad,

i feel mad.

but i can't say it.

even when i'm crying,

i just say everything in action.

because i look nothing,

i look





















HELPLESS















and i want someone to make me feel i am not.

to remind me i'm normal.

i want friends to hang out with me.

to make me feel like i deserve to be happy.

and they came,

nothing can describe my happiness.

from,
honda hitomi

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