Such a tired game...

Lately, I’ve been feeling downright bleakly. I wish I can blame it on my hormones but this time, my hormones have been a perfect A student. It’s not my first time facing what I’m facing now. If not, my middle name would not be MISS-UNDERSTOOD.

Don’t worry, me. I’ll survive. No more walls.

[Singing Fucking Perfect by Pink the whole week… Coz I totally relate]

Made a wrong turn
Once or twice
Dug my way out
Blood and fire
Bad decision
That's alright
Welcome to my silly life
Miss knowing it's all good
It didn’t slow me down.
Always second guessing
Look I'm still around
You're so mean
When you talk about yourself, you were wrong
Change the voices in your head
Make them like you instead
So complicated
Look how we all make it
Filled with so much hatred
Such a tired game
 It's enough I've done all I can think of
Chased down all my demons
I've seen you do the same
So cool in line
 And we try, try, try
But we try too hard
 And it's a waste of my time
Done looking for the critics
Cause they're everywhere
They don't like my jeans
They don't get my hair
Exchange ourselves
And we do it all the time

Why do we do that?

Why do I do that?

... I bet someone's gonna use this post as another MISUNDERSTANDING to condemn me. Sigh... Not everything is about you, you know...



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