Just point and blame and walk in shame. All ye’ need has gone to waste. Nothing left to stare upon. Doing things that you’ve done wrong. Everyone has gone to shame, everyone has done the same.
“Good morning.” good morning “Let us begin.” Do I talk to myself? ...... yes. wait a minute. does thinking count? “No.” ok then, yes. Do I talk to other objects? ...would I be weird if I said yes? but only sometimes, I swear. “Just answer the question.” ...yea, I do. Do I share my feelings with my friends? “Could you just answer my questions without repeating them, please?” well then, it depends. “On what?” Whether I want to have a emancipation from my parents at the time. “Hmm. It would seem that you have problems.” ..................... ok.. I’m going to leave now.
—-—-—-—-—-—-—-——- I shall conquer the world, one story at a time.
..yes, I have problems (but really, who doesn’t?) and no, I actually never went to therapy before. Maybe I should though I heard my friend got free food out of it.
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