irony

If people won't try and understand what you are going through, things will never change no matter how much time passes. If other people won't try and give in, things will never change no matter how much you try to give in. If other people won't reflect and change, things will never change no matter how much you try to change yourself. If I should just die like this one day, for what do I exist right from the beginning? To him whom much is given, the more it will be required of him. Then why am I required of anything? When I have nothing and is given nothing?

Just because I have been tolerating and bearing, there's a limit to what I can take. As much as I don't want to see others, so no one will want to see what I become when I become really angry and fed up.

"This is a loathsome world, it should just end" is what I try very hard to not think.