LIVING ABROAD, STUDY ABROAD (oneday)

“I was gripped with a bit of fear, worried the one thing that I loved…”
This wont be easy to tell.

“…but if you want me gone, there are kinder ways to say, so long than spitting in my face..”

The universe keeps giving me signals that I’m no longer useful. That the universe and everything inside it just wish that I don’t exist at all. That no one wants me to stay and everything else.

“…if I’m wrong then dust me off and put me in my place, but drop a bomb, shall you blow me away without even a trace? I’ll be gone and I won’t give chase..”

What would you do when you have the urge to leave even if you know you’d lose everything you’ve been fighting for? You know that the hard works that you’ve done are not easy cakes, yet you’d leave it all to, leave.

“…cause when you’re in pieces, you pick up the bits, and nothing fits, and the wind blows you away..”

Because even if I don”t have any strong reasons to leave, I don’t even have any reason at all to stay. No one wants me to stay. Nothing convinces me to stay.

I’d rather leave it all.

I can stand just as much hate vibes. But I can’t stand this at all.

“…i pray there will come a day when you think of me and smile…”

Because I already have thousands of people to push me away, making me feel like I’m not needed. I already have those people to tell me that I don’t fit in. I alread have those people to tell me that I don’t belong.

And if I have to stay just to see more people doing it to me, than I can only take it so far before I killed each part of me for days and stop completely.

“…these days everything seems to last only a while…”

Because I am that weak.