Reality

I realized something again
I'm not a good teller
In expressing my true feelings

In the past year,
I'm good in concerning people
Know the way how to maintain the relationship among each other
(Is friends and family of course)

Slowly, I become numb
Not often tell them how much I love them like before
I've lost the trust in them
Weaker bond, less motivation
Feel scared to talk
Scared slip of tongue

I pretend like not to know anything about it
But, it's still cruel to me
Good to me perhaps?
I saw it with my own eyes
Trembling... I can't believe this is what they did it to me

They forced me to accept how cruel people are in this world
Maybe I shouldn't blame them
Is not their fault?
Because people are used to do so?
Alright, I got it.


Another lesson I've learned, the lesson of being human.