Living in this small space, wonder how long can I survive.
Why am I always taking the big roles? I hate responsibilities.
It's killing me, everyday. I doesn't like to lead. In fact, I hate it, a lot.
I hate standing at the front line, acting like I'm full with confidence.
I hate raising my voice loud that I feel like my throat will be sick the next day.
I hate covering somebody's ass just becuz they think they've done their job, perfectly done.
I hate making up lies just becuz somebody didn't had a better idea to give a better reasons, ended up with excuses.
I hate controlling my tears even when I didn't do anything wrong.
I hate that I don't have the rights to just walk off without clearing shit for people.
I hate too much things that people had given to me, and I've to accept it even if I'm not willing to at all.
What's with this world, and these people? I supposed to live with my own rights.
I ended up living with all these shits, and all the plans that you guys planned for me.
Just fuck your ass up, and don't ever think that only you got fucked up problems and shits to be cleared. We're all the same.