Get Up, Stand Up!!!

Wut do u do ven u’re made…as in MADE…2 regret a decision tat u took. Are you a rebel widout a cause?

There seem 2 b way too many low moments and I’m wondering…if this was the right decision, the one that I took, then why isn’t it working out? Simple logic of afta u cook, you eat tat food. If I still believe that this is the right decision cos my instinct says so, my belief, my experience says so…then that’s taken…I do take it…wid the highs and lows. You cant walk into a battlefield and then announce that war isn’t the answer to everything! You cant walk into the battlefield, raise your sword and say ‘Jus had a facial, go easy ya’ll.’ And you most certainly cannot walk into the battlefield, well armored even, looking ahead at the fast approaching enemy – glistening spears, rumbling earth, dust collecting and pushing up, vision blurring – and rethink the move, worse clam up, worst of all…give up.

Feel like swearing, screaming, bawling, disappearing…need a punching bag for a gift. Its so cold outside, you just want to envelop yourself wid I dunno wut…mebbe jus a thick sheet or quilt will do…and then u wanna get all wannabe and say I want those beautiful moments 2 envelop me ya, I want my lover 2 envelop me ya, I wanna make a memory…

Oh, this illusory line between bailing out and still believing!!!

The time has come…I’m standing, feeling taller than the others, knowing sth more than the others, and guess wut I’m most definitely right unlike them dis time arnd…didn’t even need a confirmation abt tat or a reassurance. The next second cums da screwed up question…the time has come 2 bail out or wage war or believe or end everything?

For the first time ever I found THAT…walkin in it...u're outta dis race and i beat u to it. Surprise! Surprise!

For it will all happen, and I’ll smile…and tat my fren s inevitable!!

ah!dis game o betrayal...ironic an @#$%*& up!!