You,

I'm not so nice so I don't know how to say this. I hope you understand what my silence means. I hurt you a hundred times. Will you just let me free?

I don't want to feel any guilt every single damn time I ignore your affection. I always thought that someday you'll find an answer in my silence. But, God, you just don't get it. It's undeniably frustrating.

Please... leave me be. There are plenty of woman better than me. I'm not what you are think of. I'm spoiled. Tainted. Broken. I do not love.

Please... your love makes both of us suffer. Just stop loving me. I don't hate you. I just don't want you keep wasting your time on me. I don't want you to be like me.

Please... go away, look ahead in your amazing life and just observe all good things still waiting.

Sincerely,

The guilt ones

Ego

Don't leave for

I already missing you

 

Instant

boys and girls
wandering the corridor of life
some with the crowds
some with the olds

doing what their old people asked
with one goal on their forehead
forgetting the process
little do they know they
only build the laziness

label is their middle name
visiting whats cool in town
light make up, glamour gown
looking at people, down
little do they know
they're look like a clown

when the time comes for
boys and girls to live
on their own
they use the power of
their old people

living in a circle
this generation is cliche

But Them

Everything is the same
We are living under
The same sky
Standing on the
Same ground
Breathing in the
Same air

We are living
In the same space
Running the same pace
Having the same taste

Everything is the same
Even the feelings
Their words hurt us
Yet neither of them know

We hurt inside
You hurt me
She hurts you
Yet neither of them know

Everything is the same
But the people we
Shared our hearts with

Temporary

My friends and I (Kichong) went to Mikie Holiday last Wednesday. We celebrated our temporary freedom from exams. Too tired too writing it one bye one and I suppose to read some chapters for tomorrow classes. Here are the photos :) (only two btw :p)

Ironically

Sup? Mid test was over. Here I am, feeling like blogging is the wise idea. My second-to-last semester is killing me. I have a mountain of homework, presentations, quizzes and so on. The lecturers are killer. Their teaching method is scaring the hell out of me. They are like asking you questions, if you can not answer you will not sit for the rest of the lesson or (which the worst), they give you a low score. I miss my old days in university anyway. I have goals in this semester like finding a good title, maintaining my temporary GPA or increasing it, living a healthy life, etc.

Aside from uni's life, I'm so sad right now. I can't tell you what exactly it is but when you're coming home, what do you expect? When you're so tired from all your activities in this dirty world, you expect something good when you arrive at home. But what happen if your second-to-last hiding place is no different with the dirty world? That's how I feel. Like people who might famous had said, "Love is the energy that keep a person sane." Well, let me tell you, the last thing I wanna do in this corrupt life is believing in love between human. What is love, when you keep lying? What is love, when you never show your love? Love is delusional. People might fall in love, the might say they had found their soul mate, true love and another bs. I just pity them for they might wrong. They just feel that way, as long as they're happy, it's love.

So for those who have an affection on me, I'm sorry, I don' have any mutual feeling. I don't want to love.