I remember the time when it was rampant in my thoughts. Running wild like geyser.
It was bad. Real bad.
Then I realized: the minute you fail to suppress evil - you become evil.
And I learn to contain it.
Then again, I wasn't entirely accurate as well: you see, there are times when I wondered if I am overly suppressed.
Till it sickly hits the puking point.
I am just someone very suppressed.
I have no voice.

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