Thursday, October 14, 2010
On My Own.

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Crazy much.
I actually bothered to apologise.
It's like, fine, alright, make me sound like the bad guy.
See it from your perspective.
I'll be fine sometime.
Cos after all, to every living being in this world,
I don't have feelings.
Treat me like a punchbag,
someone you hit, or vent your anger on.
Treat me like a tissue paper, throwing me away after quick use.
Treat me like a robot, who isn't programmed to feel anything.
No feelings, no emotions, no nothing.
Isn't that what I am to everyone? Right?
At the end of the day, just remember what you did to me.
I actually allowed what happened to day,
to ruin my day totally, and make me angry.
And plus, I even cried because of it.
I'm so worthless and useless,
crying over something that doesn't matter.
Why do I cry?
I don't know.
I remember, someone told me, that I should think before I act,
think about what the other person would feel before I say something.
Think, of the consequences that would happen.
Think of the tone and language I use before I speak.
But actually, I'd bet he didn't think of how I would feel,
when they said those words to me.
I'd bet they didn't think I would cry.
I'd bet they didn't think I would take this seriously.
To say that I offended a whole group of people,
it seriously made me wonder,
what, exactly, did I do?
And when I realised,
I felt shocked.
It was, a simple facebook status on leadership, and equal opportunities.
Which wasn't mean to be arrowed directly at them.
So what more could I do?
Just, sum up the courage,
to say a simple sorry, even though,
it was they who preferred to interpret my status in the wrong way.
It's alright though, I'd rather there be peace and harmony,
then war between us.
Just know, just remember how sad you made me feel,
how hard you made me cry, and how bad a person you made me seem to be.
And how you made me think : if I couldn't control myself better, how many cuts on my wrists would I be seeing now?
Even now, I still wanna cry.
All thanks to those few words.
Seriously, put yourself in my shoes, and think if you'd like it.
The only reason I keep blabbering about this is because,
it matters to me.
That's all.