Deny it, i keep telling lies to avoid the truth. When I finally do, no one believes me. Its just great. I remember the advice, don't show much of your talent, unless they are actually paying for it. Now I regret, damn regret. This talents, or what they call gifts. I don't know why I have it or for what reason. But now, it feels like a curse. People take advantage of me, I feel like a slave. I could have just snapped that very moment, the moment you threatened me. I should have just killed you then. I should have, I must. But... somethings just held me back. I have not lost everything. I still got something left. The care and concern showed to me gave me a reason to hold back and wait. Patience is virtue. Walked home, just to think about it, about what I have and what I do not want to lose, unless its really taken away from me. I still have all of them behind me. I do not want to let them down, the people who believed in me, the people who believed that there is still hope left. Look up to the sky, climbed the stairs, tear falling from my eyes. Touched. I could never ask for this, I didn't ask for this. But why is this given to me. Can I remove or get rid of it? I would give it to anyone who wants it. I just want a peaceful slow life. I guess I won't find peace in Singapore. Too much things are in a rush and I find it hard to keep up. Nothing excites me anymore, I find it hard to laugh so I just forced it out just to please others, I am slave even at this. Pleasing others, I guess I just have to. It keeps everyone happy right? or so it seems Wearing a mask for almost 2 years. Liars, cheaters, hypocrites. I've seen it all. Those still not caught, I applaud you but I don't like you. I sure as hell don't respect you. Do all you want in your life, and just put me out of it. For those still in my life who I adore and love, you have been the fuel to my engine that kept me going. I guess you will be telling me to control myself and be patient. I will, at least for another 134 days.