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

hellos~ haf been DAL-ing this whole week =) so sian. one more week to EOY ! >.< todae went to find Louis n Melisa at khatib. 3 very sian de ppl sit at mac there talk n eat. den went to the playground. i think the swing there is the onli thing tt attracts me - -" hahas. den feel sian again, went to the lan shop n play. so sad, there no DAL, so we played audition. Melisa keep on screaming, laughing lyk crazy... n ppl keep on look at her. lols. she first time play audition, got perfect onli she laugh lyk one ah siao. =X den we hungry le, went to eat. there kopitiam de minced meat noodles so damn nice sia, got so many pork n meat balls =D after tt Melisa got to go home liaos. den me n Louis also go home~

so sian leh. haf to study for EOY. nvm, i will endure thru this 3 weeks n im going to dye my hair n get rid of my acne !!! n work as well ^^

ok gtg liaos. bye~