There is no illusion in my eyes when I see people.
They are dumb, dumber, dumbest.
It is so ironic how I judge them when I am so loving.
It is so ironic to say, "They are all dumb."
when I am dumb myself.
When I want peace and kindness, I only saw few creatures
who are capable of doing this kind of things.
This planet is rotting and the more you express
your stand, the more they will succumb and contradict.
Well, as what I expected, greedy creatures.
To forgive always, I do that shit all the time
and at the end I find myself being betrayed.
People are so pathetic for being remorse and constant.
Constant on seeking attention, I hate attention.
Politicians, actors, cool labeled kids, freaking attention whores.
It is so comforting to stay alone than to be with
two faced witches who will stab you anyway.
You can't trust anyone but yourself.
I don't fucking care if they will label me.
Antisocial? Creep.
I like it when people lies to me and I know
they are fucking lying because I mastered
reading people's minds.
And I will play dumb, I will pull out my lower I.Q appearance
to them and dress like shit for a more convincing manner.
I lie. People lie. But the truth is, I don't really lie.
Because if I really want to lie, why am I bursting my own bubble.
Like, right now.
I like it when people are arguing and they detest me.
I like the way they mock at me, it makes me feel sad.
It makes me feel this world is so small and that amazes me.
I perfected the cycle.
I know every step they make, I know every action they will carve.
I will not question again why people will betray somebody.
Well, its their nature. It's their fucking hobby.
I will not ask anything in return.
Like they care if I am freaking kind to them.
They don't value anything.
They value things, they love.
They value things in a shallow manner.
Selfish, just selfish.
If they will go to a pilgrim I am sure they will kill each other
for things they need, for things they desire.
I hate being used but I am somehow used to it.
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