The worst part of me

After the school Life, I thought the rotten chip in this get-up-and-go life may be because of missing those close friends. That made me drift away from another scrap of life. 

I, once, was a person who loved his friends with all his heart. Now it has changed. I lost the prime in me. In fact I lost the best friend in me. College spoiled the prime, and if you ask me what's the bad time you ever had, without any doubt I'll point my college days.

I didn't hate my college at first. Spite started after a couple of months. I don't know how to defend this lack of interest. At first, it seems like an awkward feeling and then it mutated into frustration, and at last it matured into anger. You know, the anger that makes you hate the whole ball of wax and the fruit that makes you suffer.

Yes, I"m suffering because I missed the whole show, just to call myself idle. Now I've lost, the respect for everything and everyone, and my feelings. Now I feel the take back road reflex and withdrawn thoughts are filled within myself. I really don't have the right to be loud to others. That's why I throw away the time to screed to myself, a silent sooth. I realized that I'm the only person who understands me other than ignorance. 

Ignorance is the word I love to use now, for the impeccable life I'm living.