no more beating around the bushes, sir... it is time to get it straight to the point... and i mean straight! 'coz this is what i am supposed to elaborate on...
people tend to find me as one of those happy-go-lucky kids lurking around to have and enjoy life simply at its best. conclude the point that i am no boredom. indeed, i am the life i own, always on full tank and nevertheless, inextinguishable.
but the eyes of telltalers unsatisfy their own withness to a reality basic to the ordinary. little details are emphasized to reveal the bigger picture. it is believed i've been hiding something sacred to the most of the society.
with just a little wicked smile starting to spread across their faces, they think they have already reached the point of discovery. what is thought of as the door to the deep, dark abyss is seen to be the key to my own downfall.
it's got to do something with a personality said to be hidden beneath with all my actions. if you're trying to decipher yourself but still in the midst of confusion, you can just ask me straight to my face and everything would be fine... but i don't know if that would still be the case after i answer.
to those who think they are right with what they are thinking, though... here's the answer... and defy me when i say it's a REAL answer.
i am not. simple as that: a no no, sir.
i grew up in a community where the existence of all classes of mankind can be distinguished. i enrolled in two schools where i am prone to different people of different races, cultures, beliefs and statures. it came to the point where i have to face them because of the responsibilities i took. i won't deny that the people around me, especially friends, really are a big influence on me. there would be times when i absent-mindedly would imitate their own actions and make them mine in the end. and there was no stoppping of being a part of them myself.
i am childish, and i put on a temper when i don't get my way even at the most simple thought. i would walk sheepishly with my hands clenching to the straps of my backpack like a toddler going to nursery. i would scream in delight, shout in horror, say bad words with disgust, and talk like it's the last time i would... there's no regret with that, and i have no problem with these.
it's just that people are too absurd to be judgmental, and i can't blame them for that... this is the society i was born to. and i have to face the fact that some people are just plain white stupid. sometimes, i just wish i was more of the serious side, than be the funny one. that way, i won't be looked as another being trapped in a worthless body.
clear my conscience, then.
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darker side?! acutally, it's a side still unknown
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