Leaving

E luni. Uitasem. E Somn dar e Cafea. Iar am facut cafeaua tare. Ma protejeaza. Ma tine in brate. Am personificat totul. In intentia de a nu purta negru azi.


I always ask myself. What do you wanna do with your life? I need a part time job. I need money. I hate money but i need them. My back is killing me...Maybe i could help her. Maybe i can't do this no more. Maybe I am tired and i need to go. He wants me better. My dad. They want me better. My family. What do i want? I leave. This is what i do best.


But this cat stays. When i am angry, sad or happy. She is here. I ask them : what do you want from me? It's a fair question. In order to know if i can give it or not. Their silence. I hate silence in this case. I'll leave and shut the door. I hate lies but i am feeding myself with them. I am not a nice person. So sue me.


Why do i ask myself so many questions?

Cause i have to. I need to know answers from me and from others. This is who i am. Why people are so scared? Maybe i am scaring them. But if don't tell me, how should i know?


So I'll leave.

This is a new day. Make it worth it.