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

hello (:
omg my nose dropping off liao -.- keep on sneezing since i woke up... went to partyworld @ cwp with chick, sean, steph & gladys. first time go there -.- the room is bigger den kbox but hor i still prefer kbox becos there got more feel hahaha :D eat @ foodcourt den went to mac and chat until closing and went home...

saw my timetable and it sux -.- diff from chick... so sad D:

lols i love the keyboard course @ artchemist and im so buying a keyboard wahahaha ((((:

photos taken at partyworld. lols never take with gladys.

bye. going to sleep before my nose drop -.-