Hope

She’s not a ghost, even tho she might look frighten and pale. She’s not a nightmare. She is something even worse.

Hope

The settings is a lovely rooftop, it had everything – young people – live there while they do their business school. Make them parents proud!

The pool up here is no bigger than a infant bathing area. But there is a lifeguard! No worries parents, the guy is wachting, his phone at least!

I was in a corner, they didnt know I was here. Or maybe im just craving attention sitting over there. Honestly, how important can you be? Why do you even think people look at you? Is this being mean or is this being real?

I dont think the world is about me.

But sometimes it feels like the world is around me.

Like, it creeps up! People lie, they tell fansy stories about how fansy they are. If you say something, not fitting – you are out!

i dont know the rules, im just out here, hopefully getting better… in the end, nobody really cares right?

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