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Fascinated by marvelous things while being infatuated in useless objects, never knowing why. Better life style, rich and famous. There are times I got to breathe, inhaling glorious oxygen to release the tension that had built itself up inside of me.

Living alone in this pathetic world, having my role models killed, tearing my heroes apart. Wake up my fear; haunted by my past and feeling something inside of me had woken up again. The things that signifies my flaws shall be shown openly, scaring those around me away. Faces known to me shall disappear in time. Friends and families hall turn their backs on me.

I won’t be able to stand everyone’s faces. Distorted in my eyes, sickening myself. In time I shall crawl into my shell watching the world pass me by. Waiting for the right time before I open myself up to the world.

Questions asked from the beginning of my life are answered with my sins. Out from the ashes I came, wanting to watch the world crumble before my feet. I shall not be a dog to life, never controlled by anyone. My existence was made for me to control any way I want, moving where ever I want to go, making whatever choice I sees fit and taking any actions I feel is right. No one shall see what I truly feel about this place. Abhorring everything I encountered in life.

I am ogled, minuscule, being ridiculed and tormented by useless beings making themselves feels superior. Holding the pain, awaiting my reward. Something I have faith in but never believing in it much.