you know it hurts inside so much that you'd be

better of ripping it out.

not so much of hurt bt just....

blank

it used to help being in school,

being preoccupied and,

i'd never be all that caught up inside.

and now the olny things I can fall into

that makes me

happy....

the least to say.

children.

random kids that i play with,

be it on the mrt or the streets.

I don't have to compete nor fuss.

just smile and talk.

the simplest things.

like talking through a glass wall in the lib.

mouthing and showing funny faces.

even after they have to go they come running

back just to wave.

and give a big honest smile.

it just makes me angry and sad.