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

Mistreated

Misplaced

Misunderstood

Miss knowing it's all good

It didn’t slow me down.

Mistaking

Always second guessing

Underestimating

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...