Life is very Funny

I once had a dream.

Actually...

Now that I remember it, I never had a dream.

I have the talent, but never a dream.

I don't know why I said I once had a dream. I wish I had a dream.

Life is very boring. Everything is temporary. Nothing is permanent. 

"You're still crying?"

"H-he's scary! That monster! That's not human! I-I-I don't know... his face is not scary, he shouldn't be scary... it shouldn't be!"

"Who are you talking about? You keep babbling that for the past week already, I'm getting tired of it."

"That monster! AHHHHH! WAHHH!!~ JUST KILL ME---!"

"Ah, he broke again. Here, drink this."

"WAhh.... w-what's this?"

"It will help you up."

"I don't need help! I want to die!"

"Oh, that's why it will help you. It's poison."

Life was very boring. That is until I met that boy. Always beaten up, always needing care, and was very insecure.

He was pretty amusing.