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Things I don’t understand
I don’t understand, why people acted as if you killed them, when they were the ones who shot you at the back of your head.
I don’t understand, why people acted as if you killed them, when they were the ones who shot you at the back of your head.
I don’t understand why people keep on telling you to shout everything you feel, when they covered your mouth with their hand if you have attempted to speak.
I don’t understand why people wanted you to listen to what they were saying, when at the same time they lend you their earphones and raised the volume of the music at its maximum range.
I don’t understand why people keep on making promises, as if the ones they made before, which had broken, didn’t even mattered.
I don’t understand why people told you they were sorry, but they didn’t even admit what they have done wrong.
I don’t understand why people just wanted you to forget all the painful things so easily, as if an overnight sleep can wash away all your memories.
I don’t understand why people hurt you so much, and in the end they still told you that they love you and they can’t take it if you leave them alone.
I don’t understand why people claimed to be your friend, but they keep on saying awful things about you behind your back.
I don’t understand why people hated to see you alone in a closed dark room, when they didn’t even want to open the door with the key they were holding all this time.
And, I don’t understand why people complained so much about something they haven’t completely understood..
