i'm beginning to feel that everyone is fake.
and i think i'm becoming like one.
not because of the pain cos it was never there.
not because of the loss cos i never had at all.
its because of betrayal.
its because of unfaithfulness.
its because you're fake.
i'm scared of the world.
i treat strangers like they owe me.
vulgarities spill without thought.
i don't want to be like this.
shiying, you're not like this.

to you.
what have you done?
you were precious.
but your shiny silver coating is starting to peel.
that little black spot got me scraping the silvers off.
and when i'm done scraping, the truth reveals
that you're just one fake jewel.
you're a fraud.
too ugly to look at.
too fake to feel.


the world is black.
this cliche is getting so real.
too real to be true in my wildest imaginations.
one, too many.
two, i'm gone.



i'm gone.

Labels: i miss you. no. not you. you.