I sit alone, though people surround me,
Watching superficial people imitating one
Another, disguising what they really are.
These people are the illusion of perfection.

Outsiders deprived of esteem, are forced to
Wear masks. These masks create the perception
Of perfection.

Reality, where sorrow and suffering is invincible.
It is a place where fears feed on Insecurity.
The insecurity caused by the taunting of those superior.
Those who are superior are oblivious to reality.
Inside they are empty, unable to look themselves in the eye.

Perfection is the distortion created by those who cannot escape
The bitter taste of deceit that comforts their shallow minds.
I long to be different to escape from their blind confusion.
I'm losing myself in their hate

Jobs???


Haha... Todae ben lai wan go admiralty KFC to look for a job, but i think its so near to our sch sure can see alot of students and teachers. So i decided to go to Plaza Singapura tml and look for a job at Mac Cafe. So sianz... No where to go and no $$ :(

Hope tml can get a job... I want to work at night, so can evening can go shopping xD

Wish me GOOD LUK =p