Put All The Blames On Me.

i was involved, yet i'm the last to know it all.

you pour stories on me behind my back, great one.

you were so much respected, you broke it.

i'm just a stone that you can't wait to kick it off the pavement.

i did nothing nothing that conceal my consciousness.

you push all the blames on me.

everybody thought everything is my fault now, the one to blame.

you gave me a good hard slap to my dignity, my pride.

thanks for the lies, thanks for the ruining of image.

now everybody think of me that way.

yes, even someone i really trusted.

you're always skeptic about me.

and everything i do is just so wrong.

if only you know, "what goes around, comes around".

one day, i'll make sure you are sorry for what you have done.

i'm just an unlucky one who have became the scapegoat for all mistake.

yes, just say all you want, i'll gladly welcome anything.

no point defending, no point explaining.

things get heat up and nasty.

i chose to walk away, taking faults that don't even belong to me.

and you accused me of being rude.

well, if you prefer it another way.

i would have already stay there and defend myself well, in a nasty way.

but i respected you, that's why i walked away.

and yet you think i'm rude to walk away and cool myself down.

alright, thanks then.

whatever you say, i know it well myself.

whatever people think, those who truly know me, they won't bother.

i can't be bothered about it any longer.

why make myself suffer all these when it's just small little crafty actions that you seek cheap thrills in?

definitely a joke.

fuck and die, you deserve it well.

enough, stop saying me.

don't tell me anything.

i don't need explanation or anything.

if you think it is, then it is.

you don't understand.

excuses, i had enough of it.

everything seem the same.

just like how it was that time.

don't tell me i'm nice or anything.

i don't take that, you don't know anything.

stop pushing blames and fault on me.

i need a breather, life's becoming really hectic for me.

seriously i don't know what to do now.

not that i don't wanna attend, it's just that my emotions are in a mess.

i don't know how to face it.

and you just say it right into me.

you making me worst.

you didn't even ask what's wrong.

you just accused me like this.

you don't know how it feels when tears just roll down like that.

it sucks to have this kind of life.

when everything is seriously an act.

nobody understand.

when you accelerate too fast, it crashed.

when you decelerate, you feel stupid.

when you go a normal speed, everything just goes bumpy.

TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!

i don't care anymore.

i feel like an idiot at this very moment.

why i didn't die in place of my grandmother?

just stab me hard.

i'm not in good mood.
stop pissing me off i'm warning!

woke up fucking early just to get prepare for it.
okay la, i admit that i slack here and there.
reached there early, study again.
and guess what, i can't enter for the test.\

REASON : I DON'T HAVE MY IC OR PASSPORT!
I GIVE MY EZ-LINK THEY SAY CAN'T CAUSE IT'S AN EZ-LINK!

what an excuse, can't they fucking see that it got my UGLY PHOTO, NAME, IC NUMBER AND BIRTHDAY ON IT?!
ARE THEY STUPID OR DUMB OR RETARDED?!
i suppose is everything negative!

called my mom to bring it here for me, and there she got fucking me over the phone!
asked my brother and he also did the same as my mother.
what the fuck, and still ask me, "will you pay for my cab fare?"
@#$%^&*()
is money so important, you fucker dickhead!

and he took like damn long to come.
by the time he came, i only had 20 mins to do that stupid test.
and it boils me till i've got no mood and time!
and all the fucking questions are all different from the book!
am i that fucking unlucky?!

YES, AND THE RESULT IS A FUCKING FAILED WORD!
THANKS AR, FUCK!

i'm so not in mood, where's my happy candy?
where's :)?
fuck la, nobody cares at all!
i'm damn pissed!