A Lousy Book

Have you ever feel like holding an unpinned hand-grenade in the narrow room?
No matter what you do next, tortures you. Even some of them, would kill.
You're trapped. And nobody can help you. You're all alone, and blamed.

Somehow, I am feeling that way right now.
Stuck between two torturous option.
Or three, if killing myself is counted.

Well, listen.
When the place you live in right now doesn't feel like home,
When the people around you right now is just a stranger with names,
When the effort you make is never enough,
What will you do?
Or, who will you trust?
Or, where will you feel safe and sound?

I need to move out.
I need to change the book, I hate to go to the next page.
The story in this book is only getting worse and worse.
Rejection, betrayer, loneliness, psychosis, unrequited love.

You know what? I'm done.

I don't have anyone here.
I don't know who's gonna release me from the iceblock.
I screamed to get attention from none.
Because nobody gives a shit.

But, I have some responsibilities here.
The result of my stupidity.
Having a stupid position in an organization.

If you were me, would you leave?