I hate it that i'm human.
I hate it, I hate it when I need to live between people while they always make me think. I hate it when I judge while I’m not the only one doing it. I hate it when I think while I don’t have to care. I hate it when I hate someone while it’s called childish. I hate it when I love someone while no one believes in true one. I hate it when I wish while someday I will forget all my dreams. I hate it when I’m what others are. I hate it that I’m human.
However humans live, there should be something wrong with each of them. No best, no different, and never happens. It’s what I got today, punishment. Living as what I never wished to be.
Perhaps I had to forget all my dreams longs ago…
Normal?