Mad world.

"Sometimes we are not meant to do what’s right, you know.. Relax. You are doing fine."

And with that one sentence, explain away the whole misery of a situation..

Sometimes i resent being left out even as i choose to. sometimes i have to stifle the urge to get up and go and let that be that, but go where? i have tightened the net around me myself and now.. i cant move or speak or listen.. now i just want to avoid. i just wish to be invisible.. and yet there are people.. my kind of people..

Sometimes i hate your arrogance, your cunning, your disregard, your complete lack of interest. other times i tell myself i dont care.