dont you just hate it?

when you realize that you have been an outsider all along?
that you thought you were cared for the same way you do?
that you thought everything's genuine? while all along everything's fake?
maybe it was not meant to be like that... but when have i been wrong with my instincts?
maybe some are true.. however they have changed. here i go again... once more misunderstood
do i always have to explain myself when i feel that there is something wrong with the surroundings? .. honestly, i dont owe anyone any damn explanation.. i'll just go on with my life... space my self 'till everything will just go away...far away, like nothing had happend. no moments shared. they're just another flock that i have crossed. no need to linger. no reason to hold on. dont owe any explanation. am plain tired of exerting effort.... term in tagalog.. KSP. there might have been some selfish reasons behind these events. some personal slacks that needs to be tackled. and enough for me to be giving much attention to those things, they're not my business. i wont die with it. so whats the point of bantering about these things?... mediocre... i just want to "exhale"....


life's shitty.... sometimes