right now, i think i'm happy,
then again,
i think i'm feeling super sad now.


there's a lot more others who's living life much much better than me and yet they didn't realise.
call that blessings in disguise.
how i wished i were them.
somethings that some wished they could even have ;


it's always getting more and more negative.
i'm starting to have camp phobia,
i'm starting to hate camps,
i'm starting to always fall sick non-stop,
i'm starting to detest work,
i'm starting to learn to accept the facts that cannot be altered,
i'm starting to learn not to ask so many questions anymore and just shut-up,
i'm starting to accept the fact that i've got no time,
i'm starting to have more and more bad-luck coming along my way now.

where's the good ones, hello?