Bandaged ME!

Bandaged Me!

Have you ever wake up in a morning growling and mourning about you hate yourself and your life; so you wanted to rip out your eyes, scratch on your face and cursing your day? Blaming on everything that had happen or may happen, you just not there. Living happy happily ever after like the rest of other people.
I hate my face
I hate my lips
I hate my eyes
I hate myself
I hate my life
And I hate everyone!

I hate every faces that “carve by angels”
I hate everything that “shoots by cupids”
I hate everything that “bright and shiny life”
Even any “king or queen Midas” is a curse of pain!
Whatever I like it in a symbolic ways; leave it or percept it well!

I learnt how to cut, now I know “why!?”
I guess I start to cuts again
It’s been for ages now
I think I feel t right
Claudel says that, “you just need to find the reason that makes you feel sore”
Rodney says, “If it is a bad years; better you just leave it behind and try not to remember it”
Ary says… I guess I’ve been too emotional this lately so I burst out and talk shit to just anyone. Still I feel like shit! I feel it SORE; it’s like a lump of pain in my heart and I don’t know how to let it off.

Morning eh?
Its bullshit, I hate my life especially myself!

-Broken Medusa-