Perhaps people never deserved a second chance,
It only leads to betrayal — being broken again.
I stitched my fears with trembling thread,
Telling myself they meant no harm.
But gentle masks hid sharpened knives,
And trust — once given — was torn apart.
Now I return to my beloved world — dark, cold, inhuman.
"Trust get you killed , love gets your hurt, being real get you hated so tell me what's the worth ?"