lenses.

i seriously think her brain is conked out.
then again, maybe it's just me.
should i feel pity? should i be ashamed of myself?
i'm just not so tolerant of ________ people.

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i don't feel that drive yet,
the moment is not here yet.
the right one will come.

i hope i will not be blinded by everything when the moment hits me.
it's so easy to be blinded.
so so difficult to remain with two feet on the ground.
so many around me.

it's so easy to be blown off my feet.

who and what will i be in the future?
how will i be like?
what is mine will be mine.
what will happen will happen.
i'll control as much as i can, then it's up to fate to tie the ends together.

give me a happy story, for as long as i live.