And so I needed this. The only time I could actually write is when my mind is ready to face the reality of my thoughts. No matter how hard I try to escape, it always leads me back here.
Yea so the past couple of days we've been humming about this girl who never fails to ruin my day. A girl so insensitive. How can some people be like that? I need to find a make-up as thick as her face though, I could probably use that somewhen somewhere. Most importantly, I need to find a NICE way to let her know these things.."nice" in a sense that I'm not so good in being that (at least most of the times). I don't care what she does or who she wants to be as long as she doesn't get in the way. One more wrong move and I could choke her to death. I hate seeing her face and the smell of her in my room; I hate watching her eat like she's never eaten in years! I hate hearing complaints from my own family about her stupid stuff and she doesn't even realize that; I hate her being such a wanna-be when she's nothing but a big fat social climber!
That's me when I'm mad about something. Wait 'til I show you me when I'm being mean about it. But anyway, I don't need to write it on here, right? Not unless you wanna come on down and talk to me. I could tell you more. Haha - so, enough of the bitch, let's try another viand.. Also this week I poured enough energy to survive another week of work. I face the crowd like I'm superwoman, hehe, and if they could touch me they would know I'd fall down into pieces in just one prick. But this is my show so no matter what I must go on. Funny watching them jaws break in admiration - never wondered if I was as beautiful as what they think. If they knew, they probably wouldn't dare. Not me, the weird and a product of the imagination. I'm flying in the air and I ain't going anywhere. I don't think anyone would dare get me out of my comfort zone anyway. I don't know why I get 'em people scared..which makes me wonder if there'd ever be someone brave enough to break my walls.
What am I thinking? I'm thinking about trying something. Something I've never done before; something not very easy to do. Something to shape up my future, even if I don't see any point why I need to work on it. I'm trying to figure out what I wanna be doing aside from what I do right now. I wanna have.. a plan. A plan? Maybe. Yes. What's the plan? You'll know soon..
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