The world I was born with was white. That world I lived in, nothing was a lie. Some people told you they love you, and you truly believe in it, with no doubt. The world where everything was perfect, sadness is just a game, fear is just an adventure, and pain doesn’t exist at all. There world where you feel like you are number one in everyone’s heart, and everything that’s available is made only for you to use first. The world that was perfect.
The world I stepped into was gray. The world where artificial love exist, but it’s still love. The world that I feel like I need to find the truth meaning behind a lie. The world where what I want to believe in was pretty, and what I have to believe in was always ugly. The world where tears are water. The world where caring is a need, loving is a trade, and relationship is a benefit. The world that was wonderful.
The world I live in is now black. There world where the truth doesn’t matter anymore. What matter is only revenge and hatred. The world where tears are all dried up. Hearts can’t be broken anymore because they are already in pieces. The world where laughter is an act, smile is a mask, and people are enemies. The world where cold hearts exist.