Own phs & editing by me.
My thoughts were never to gulp the understatement of a certain state that easily. I just, wonder how I could still alive in this state of mindfuqing society. My mind is as contaminated as it could possibly be. My wrongly-adapted facade seems vague. The thought of just quitting explicitly shows resentment. Towards no one but myself. Melancholic, as always. I am forevermore saddled with things I directly hate. This is like a normal phase that I go through from time to time. Don't you wish you could freeze it? Time? I do. Mostly because I think I've wasted a lot of my time to please everybody.
People are often unreasonable, illogical, and self-centered but I still forgive them anyway. If I'm kind, people may accuse me of my selfish motives, but I still be kind anyway. If I am successful, I will win some false friends and some true enemies, but I still succeed anyway. If I'm being honest and sincere, people may deceive me but I still be honest and sincere anyway. What I spend years building, someone could destroy overnight, but yet I still build anyway. If I find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous, but I still be happy anyway. The good I do today, people will often forget tomorrow, but I still do good anyway. Give the world the best I have and it may never be enough, and I still give them my best anyway.
In the final analysis, it is between me and God.
It was never between me and them anyway.