BOSAN

Feeling bored again. Feeling loser again. Do I care that much? In fact, I do. Why should I care that much? I just don't know. People may think I just care less, but, they don't know me. Yeap, they don't know me. All those smiles, they are just fake. Oh, yeah, I am a faker. You think you know me but you don't even have a clue. I am chameleon. I cry alone. Still think you know me? Bet you now feel you knew me a little. I laugh a lot. You think? Just to cover holes inside my heart. Did I put it in plural? Yes, I did. That one guy told me that I chose what I am today, he might be right, but did he know why I chose what I chose? No, he did not. You think I am an asshole when I said it out loud, but as much as asshole I said straight to your face, it bruises me all the time. Why should I care about people that much when it silently kills me? I hate these tears, running down my cheeks. I hate my life. I hate myself. I hate everything. I know it's unfair to say it to Allah, but please, for once, let me be like this for awhile. Have to let it out. I ain't tough. I am not who I am right now. Why am I still crying? I just need it big time, Sarah. When was the last time you have your breakdown? Almost everyday. I know that. Just give yourself big time out. I know you are exhausted to please everyone when most of them returning shit on you. But that how life is. We move on. Big girls don't cry. Don't get freak right now. Yeah, still. If I have a shoulder to lean on, to cry on, to yell on. I just stuck in here. I hate this. This sucks. So frustrating!!!!! If only I can runaway. Please, please, please take me away. Please. Great. No one is taking me away. No one. Hmmm...let it kills me inside. Now, put on that fake smile back to your face. Taking your role and ACTION!