The feeling of insignificance.

The thought that when you reach your mortality, noone remembers.

The actions that pierces your soft spots.

It's not really very entertaining, when a few words spouted in glee, is actually beyond the threshold of ignorance.

The feeling is disgusting, yet desirable.

Disgusting as it makes u squirm at your thoughts.

Desirable as it gives u an additional impetus

When the internal struggle to ignore and recognize reaches climax,

one will dominate.

the winner will shape your character.

the loser will form a scar on your hurt emotions.

When the wound that have never healed get torn apart again,

it will be the time, where only 2 actions will ensue.

the strengthening of your resolve,

and the inducing of recovery on your scar.