Unforgettable you

Sometimes life sucks for you. You pay hard for what you have done. You care? No. You’re hurt? Yes as you wipe up their spit on you...

You search for answers, yet you are led back to where you were before. In the same street, walking. People spat at you for being such a jackass, for being an incorrigible jerk. You cared? No, the hell should you? You only lived for yourself alone and you simply never cared on other people's shit. You’re hurt? Hell no! You deserved it and you knew it. You just simply can’t complain.

You were smiling, yes, but you weren't happy. You were smiling but all was superficial as you continuously hide your insecurities and the hurt that clothes you behind your desires and on how you feed it.

For quite a time you thought you were enjoying people spitting on you as you pass by, but not now.

Not now that you have left everything behind. Not now that you stopped shitting around people's ass. You just got tired of all the hang-ups of it. You didn’t care but you start to want to. You didn’t want to conform, but somehow you start to feel the urge to at least follow. You were a jerk, but somehow you want to change.

Now you are renewed. Now you live for others' as well. Now you started to care, you started to feel, and you felt the desire to be accepted again. You are sincere, yet they don’t believe you. You smile and you bow in humility yet they continue to spit on you.

You care? Hell no! Why should you? You’re hurt? Yes you are... because you don’t deserve it anymore...