When it ends ...

so today was a very very long day , it's so weird how all the anger and the grudge suddenly rise up in me the moment i see them . how did we reach this state ? was it my fault ? was it theirs ? ...
the world turn into such an ugly place that can barely be livable to me . my laughs come out not so surprisingly fake , and i put on fake identity i don't know where it came from .
i don't know if they know i hate them or not , i don't know if they think that something else is hiding under my fake innocent smile and my fake identity . but if they do why aren't they trying to search me , to give me another chance of being the man i am ? are they so self-centered to that extent ? do they even for a one second give a shit ? let me in goddamn it .
i don't know if i'm even trying or not , everything is no where near clear . but there is one clear thing that the thing i'm doing the trying , the fighting the whatever u shall call is about to end . and when it ends , i'll be over with you . when it ends , i'll be moving on . when it ends , i'll not forgive or forget .
TO BE CONTINUED ...
p.s. : the picture above was not taken by me ...