Wednesday, December 3, 2008

WARNING: this post isnt a nice one. Read at your own risk.
People say working is good, i say working is bad ):
Waking up damn early in the morning for the sake of helping out my mother(working) & having to tolerate damn idiotic aunties SHARP & high pitch voice 'saying' non stop. Tolerating idiotic mother who dont listen to me. Tolerating the tiring hours. Tolerating those effed up attitude of theirs. Tolerating myself to not let my attitude take control. Tolerating those damn coffee powder which makes my whole shirt & hand coffee-d. Tolerating tolerating & more tolerating. More than enough. What was it, i only showed my damn it attitude once. & u are trying to talk to me so ever nicely to change it since ur god damn angel customer are so important than your daughter that they complain, i must change. I complain, you dont care. Just get me out from working, wont it be the best?! Ask your super angelic son,whose phone bill go up to 3digit without getting much of a nagging neither scolding from you, to help you out 3 days in a row. Bias freakking idiot. whats with that?! i only hit the 2 digits for my phone bill & i get so much so much, not just one day but everytime when u saw me using my phone. & just bcos of one customer & i get it from you. Noway. Just abort me would be better right since right from the day i was born, i given u guys so much trouble..
If only the _____ _____ was ____ then perharps i wont be suffering in this world.

Just where did i went wrong, Just why am i in this world, Just why me & not the _____ _____, Just why is it im born in this family, Just why am i that imperfect, Just why am i not perfect in at least one place, Just why am i trying so hard for, Just why is this fake smile always here, Just why cnt i find a place where it suits me best, just why am i still living here for.


i guess right from the start im not the one,
i guess im just here to atone for the sin u guys did,
i guess i wasnt good enough wasnt strong enough,
i guess if time could do it all over again, i wont be here...


Im just a replacement.Nothing more. to them, to him, to her, to everyone.Im only a replacement.

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