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

wth. the stupid person go reformat my memory card and now no more songs D: i hope my phone will be ok = =" i dont wan waste my time queueing outside nokia everyday after sch~ sian. fail my chem and history. haha but i dont care about this 2 sucky subj with 2 sucky tchers.

to Suraya from MY class. dont talk behind my back. as if i dunno. dont be a timid cowardly slut. wan scold, scold infront of me ! i jus wan to hate you cnnt arh? wat can you do? come larh. slap me larh. im ~trembling~ and stop seducing boys from our class u shameless bitch !

u lyk me. i lyk u. u hate me. i hate u more. and when i hate u, u jolly well FUCK OFF ! before i do something to ur fucking face.

i cant help but to think this way.
but i will try to chg my thinking.
who is this guy in the reflection?