Monday, November 17, 2008

secrets are meant to be secrets...

Secrets are meant to be secrets.
At times, you do share it with someone whom you personally trust.
At times, you just tell it to let go of the burden of knowing it.
At times, you just let it out accidentally.
At times, you just make it up just so to shut the other party.
At times, you just bottle it up.
Me?
I have done all of the above to different people in my life.
I don't know what is up, this time around.
It seems everyone is keeping a few secrets to themselves.
I am sort of enjoying it that we are sort of being secretive with one another.
As much as you want to be there for your friends,
and you do know that they would be there for you.
At times, i just want to be alone.
Everynow and then,
i really do miss being the geek that i was back then.
The reserved, loner guy with a book constantly.
At times, i don't like what i have become.
A more flamboyant, crazy and wild person.

At times,
I don't like to be bitchy.
I don't like to be crazy.
I don't like to be flamboyant.
I don't like to be notice.
I don't like to be wild.
I don't like to be out-going.
I don't like to be on top.

While at times,
I prefer to be reserved.
I prefer to be boring.
I prefer to be intellectual.
I prefer to be invisible.
I prefer to be a mommy's boy.
I prefer to be mature.
I prefer to be behind the scenes.

It is rather hard to find out who i truly am nowadays.
I want to be content with who i am but,
looking around me, i don't tink i can be.
I don't really give a shit about things,
but they would push it to the extreme.
I don't really care about certain shits,
as usual, they would push it to the extreme.
It's irritating at times when nobody takes you seriously,
that's why most of the time, i am never serious.
It's is so much more easier to talk to strangers.
They don't judge you until you finish your stories.
With them, it's almost as if they judge you before you even start with the story.
It's becoming too cookie-cutter like.
If you don't fit into the mould,
they would trim off the excess dough
and make fucking sure that you would fit into the mould.
They don't accept that you come in different shapes or sizes.
It is supposed to be one size fits all.
It getting more and more ridiculous to live in this world.
All i know is that i am looking forward to going back to school next year.
Going back to school,
joining a CCA,
finding a part-time job,
No Bloody Time For Bloody Dance!
COOL SHIT OR WAT???

PS: It's not up for discussions! Understood?