Tuesday, April 03, 2007

The M word

Be good and happy? I'll never be good 'coz I'm a fuckin' bad boy. Happiness? It hopped on the first train out.

I may seem like I'm ignorin' you and that I don't wanna talk to you, but what really gets me is that I'm always there for you when you need someone, and even there when you don't wanna ask for help. I'm sittin' here, and you're sittin' there, you're typin' and I'm typin', no one is doin' anything. I'm not movin' my butt 'coz all I get from you is sadness and disappointment. I'm sorry to say it but yes. I've done enough work and I'm fuckin' sick of makin' the first damn move everytime. I just feel so cheated, that I put so much on the line for you and all I get is words, and I don't even get to hear it, I have to read it. I just feel so fuckin' second hand. I am supposedly supposed to be your friend, but I'm treated like a doctor, you just come to see me when you're sick and you leave. I'm not askin' for gifts or anything of value, just something I can cherish, like a friendship that can last without any fuckin' lies. A true friendship that isn't one sided. I always hear the same old words, but I see nothing.

And as for someone else, she finally messaged me after almost 4 days. She wants her stuff back. Wow! Isn't it amazin' how you always want your stuff back once you find someone new? I'm not gonna say how I feel for you because it's useless. Every fuckin' thing I do is useless. I call, I message, I ask you out, I don't fight with you, I let you beat me up, I sacrifice so fuckin' much and yet every time all I get is 'Then I don't want anymore. Let's forget it' You don't fuckin' love me, you made use of me. For some stupid reason I always knew but yet I just let you play me. I let you play me over and over and over again. It's fuckin' confusin' but this just looks like the correct thing that fits all the jigsaw pieces together. I seriously cannot take anymore nonsense from anyone.

Called Li feng, busy. Called Dinesh, busy. Called Kenneth, busy. Jude's never around. Jerald is I don't know where, Nadia is too busy workin'. Pai is uncontactable as usual. Winston wasn't at his office and Prisc left the place awhile ago. Went for a walk but it didn't help. I just feel so fuckin' lonely and sad.

I guess she already has her superman and I'm just Clark Kent.

Then I look at my mousepad, "10. No bias-ness and personal grudges between anyone to be brought to the camp." Something to think about for everyone.

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