Sulky face.
in Malacca, somewhere along the creepy streets.
that sulky face explains the current mood.
When you really want something so badly.
When there are no ways to attain it immediately.
It's frustrating...
People talk all the time and they will never stop.
From your peaking success to the part you drop.
They really are no better than you are.
But they tell you that you can never go far.
More words coming in telling you, don't care.
What goes around comes around, life's fair.
I heard every word, I saved every alphabet of it.
I'll happily recite them back to you, your pile of shyt.
=)
10:43 PM