The Game I Play

My sins walk beside me, like my shadow. The more I try to conceal them, the more they give away. They are my little friends and I care for them. It completes my survival. That would answer, why I pretend to be lonely most of the times. I dont like company half of the time I am awake. Its peace in some form for me. Human bonds... they lead to complicacy. I cannot make complicated, whats already complicated. And each time I commit one sin, it gives me relief because I am moving towards the end. That way I stick another feather to the cap. My deeds make people wonder. Not like I want to make them wonder, but its like I am saying "Hey wanna play?" and most of the times the subject is "Yes I wanna play". They are the fodder for my sins. And no one is hurt in this game. The game is played with a purpose. A purose, which in no way points towards hurting.

I have tried to be normal like the people around me. But its hard to be normal. The problem with normal people is that they are hostile. And its hard to pretend you are that. That makes my survival even more tougher. Right now I am trying to be normal. But like I said, its hard.