Category : Diary/Journal

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I thought maybe this new set of friends would be different ,but I lied to myself ,they are worse than the first and could be worse than those to come ,i don't hate them ,not at all ,I love them with every heart beat in me ,but it's the question that they keep asking me ,this question I have no answer to ,I have asked myself this question every night for as long as I can remember ,but no answer has come to mind ,not even to my lips,I feel like my brains grow numb each time I hear this question ,I thought this new people will not ask me ,but they keep ringing it in my ears like the Sunday church bell,when I hear the question my heart sinks ,I feel like my soul is leaving me ,the smile on my face fades away  slowly like the rays of the sun,fading into the shadows of the mountain,if they knew ,they would not ask ,not that I don't want to answer them but because i have no answer ,I feel joy peeling away from me each time I hear them say why ,it peels away from my heart  like the skin of a snake ,my shoulders suddenly carry a heavy load ,if only they knew that I can't stand that question ,it's torture to my soul ,my enthusiasm killer ,it murders my every reason to wake up tomorrow ,everyone should just stop asking me ,coz I have asked myself more than I can bare, yet I have never been able to answer myself.