no one here

thank god this much is real
thank god this much is true

i will never meet your expectation
i will take you to the point of never believing in me
i will make you tired of me

just because i can

i promise?

don't you hate it when the world turn and turn so fast that you couldn't even stand straight?
no, this has nothing to do with what i want to say...

don't ever start,
at least you won't have to stop,
or choose to cease it?

it's free

the first hand information makes the most of interpretation. you would not notice any flaws, you would not even have doubts. don't you?
but why?

bear this constant rant

the reason i am writing this for all these while, is to justify what i have done to my life and truly understand that consequences i have to bare, eventually.

i have made silly mistakes, i know.
but does this mean that i have no rights to feel alright?
does this mean that i have no more freedom of choosing my own path?
does this mean that i have to give up everything, even you?
does this even mean that i can't save the best for last?

i hate to say this,
i know i am not passionate,
i know i am not tolerate enough,
i know i can't endure large amount of anxiety,
and i know, i need a large doses of adrenaline shots..
and it's all from
you

when i least expected it ...

in life, there is a lot of great moments, and they made life worth living.
but here's the thing, moment past,
and lurking just around the corner of the moments,
is a cruel, unshaven bastard named REALITY.