*whispers*

*whispers* I can do anything, anything, *shouts* anything…. Bullshit… we always go to the other side, we cry, we laugh, we please, we disappoint, we do everything in opposite. We are but a hero to ourselves. Ironic when there is nothing heroic about anyone of us. Cry baby cry, lie in the name of friendship, … More *whispers*

Choice

Another child born, another gift of innocence to this world, everyone is joyous, we laugh, felicitating each other, and then we wait. We wait, we sit and we wait. We let the child grow, we wait, and now when the time is right, we jump, we jump at him, make his loose his innocence, while … More Choice

Irony and I

It’s funny how things can get ironic. It is also funny how happiness is short lived. But the funniest is that even though we spend more time in sadness or in monotony, we don’t ever get used to it. Always yearning for the distance land, the “never land”. We are brought into this world, and … More Irony and I