Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Flip Yours!

The past.

I may love the present.
But you? Think lah! You made up on your mind, you work for what them paid you, you desire the thing that you loved. Somehow, do you feel you are great enough to me? Erk? Not me. But her. If you tell me, I'm a perfectionist. You're wrong. You reach the limit of mine, You cross the line that I made, what the world that you belong ha? Still don't get it what I meant? Pergi sekolah balik lah! Be yourself. No need to care of my feeling. I owned my world. Even for ages to cure for what you've done to me, your happiness is comes first.

The redemption, don't curse me. Leave my sphere, my space. I don't get along with your entity. Give me back the time that you stole. I feel great if you think we are nothing.

The past is my good teacher. It teaches me how to breathe well when I'm face up with you. Oh! And you, one of my past. If I can create the bin that no need to recycle it back, so heaven. The virus that you spread before, I can kill it easily. I can cure it with my own medicine.

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The present.

One thing, this is for you, dear my friend. Boleh tak kau jangan berlagak ego? You can create the fame with yourself. You had many connection behind the wall. Like I care so much, if you have that title. I lend my hand, spread my wings to help you. Somehow, inside this body, I can't pretend anymore. Stab back of you, is it sound like me? And me, I can catch my breath easily if I walk alone. I can do anything alone. Not means, I don't have friends. I love to hang-out with Nadia,Fatin,Citot,Norie,Mun. An awesome-crazy clique. I remind you, I don't talk about you guys, okay? Do keep your faith. Do sound like a mature one. Do believe on world's principle. Don't change anything. You don't like them, why not you face-to-face with them? I treat you, as well like my friend. But, please! Keep your ego, arrogant with your own space. Even I'm not support the both sides, day by day, you keep hit on me. Don't tell me, I'm your Clown!

Boleh tak aku nak menc*r*t ?!

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