Ordinariness
I suck so bad.
What was I there for? I don't know.
And the worst part is that Eric would be annoyed if someone follows her like that. Everyone would!
And I'm so ordinary. What in the world! I couldn't even believe!
How?
I wasn't so ordinary as a kid.
I was in the baseball team throughout middle school and high school. I was quite good at math, clever than most. How come that I've treaded the path of ordinariness without me realizing so?
Without others, would I still be living here?
All those years I have followed, glued myself to the existence of others. I attached my meanings to others'. I am a parasite.
After all those years, I never come to close to becoming the cool adult I wanted to.
I'm so ordinary.
I spend time on video games, watch anime, playing throw and catch with the wall, and an uncool office job with regular overtimes.
Just getting reminded for my ordinariness, I want to scream so bad.
I want to run.
I want to run as quickly as possible.
Doesn't matter there are lots lotsa people, doesn't matter what's in my way.
I want to run, like high school's run when practicing for a baseball match.
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