Backbiter-Saddist-Inhumane

Information was there. It was all lying unprotected in scraps. People used to see it every day. I gave it a thought, collected it, wrote an article. The being says am a backbiter, how dare i point out things that way. I dont know how to behave, am so inhumane, a saddist who doesnt know the value of human relationships. Suddenly it feels piercing deep into my skin. I feel like dying ... its a small path we follow; meeting people along the way. Even this sleep has started being unfaithful. Its getting harder.. probably i shouldn't be telling truth to beings ... stay alive wearing a false mask all through out your life. The mask of being happy, trustworthy, faithful, simple yet with a soul thats so contradicting.

You show the world that you are happy and caring .. but that really isnt' u know it .. that isn't the truth inside .. yet you get a positive transaction (TA people call it) from people whom u are with. The moment you start with truth .. what u think .. u believe all the transaction goes on a negative change. I can t reason .. i cant live with the mask

Probably never belonged to anyone .. not to my parents .. not to my siblings .. nor to friends ... so away so alone.

how do i explain. Feels like you are inside a matrix, you know nothin's real, nothins truth yet you react to changes .. get hurt, feel pain ... are damned at things .. cry hard to get out .. but you know you gotta be there .. left alone to face everything inside .. left so feeble with those crippled limbs .. left to crawl but inside the block .. haunted scared .. yet ALIVE