When the truth comes to light, maybe.

The way I see things, with a lot of maybes. No, I'm not naming anyone, but if you think you are one of 'em, you're welcome to try asking. You know the answer you'll get from me, whether truth or lie.

It always goes the same way for you, kid. Ah, the perfect word of all nouns to call you. Smile smile, friends, bitch together, Hate each other, bitch bout each other. Your never ending cycle, always. Your friends come and go. Maybe, I can't be too sure, but it seems to me like you only have one person you call a true friend. Reason being she's naive, and I don't see her seeing things like me or anyone else. She seem contented just to have someone to stick to, maybe. No, you don't love her as your friend. You bitch about her too. I really can't be too sure. Who you called you close friend, I guess now you call a bitch. Why no other adjectives? Or are you just.. being dumb? Now I can think of many if I try. Maybe, just maybe, you can't think for yourself. You wait for someone to introduce something new to you, then you try and learn. Sometimes, you learn the wrong way, sometimes I laugh silently, discreetly. Attempts to correct, you get upset. Maybe you should start learning, and I should too.

How things went for me, now goes for you. And now you're blaming me, cursing me, verbally abusing me (maybe, or I might just be exaggerating). Now that's quite sad to me, because I've been keeping what I've been keeping inside for a loooong time. Now that things got to you for about 5 minutes, you blabber on for days. Stop it, kid. I can say that it don't affect me, but that'll be quite stupid because I've written a whole paragraph about you. I really hate fakes like you. And, uh, if you may, please at least have better taste in future. No, I'm not saying that I have good taste, but at least.. well at least better. Don't be too happy now, be careful you may just get fucked in the near future, literally. Maybe I hope you do too, but that'll be too big a price to pay. Don't say nobody warned you, I just did. I say that because at least, as a fake friend, at the very least I can do for you is to tell you without you knowing unless you're sensitive enough, at the same time not over sensitive. Fake y'know. But true.

Things may seem like they work out for you, lady. I can't exactly find a correct word to describe you, so I'm stuck with lady. After all you are not all young, but you aren't all old too. You may be a little bit older in the sense of age, but your brain works.. differently. What I thought you were, you are not. I used to look up to you, but after knowing you a little bit more, I don't despise you or look down on you, but.. things are hard to explain. It's hard to comment on someone like you, especially when you're older too. I just have a word in mind, immaturity. Not that I'm saying it in spite, but when I talk to you or discuss things with you, or when you sometimes share with me your innermost (or not) thoughts, I can tell that the way you think is.. it's really hard to describe. Just one plain simple word for you and that I have mentioned. You are also in denial. You say I deny or avoid, but I feel the words should be turned to you again instead. Maybe, just maybe, you should try to grow up. I'm not saying that I'm grown up, but at least I know the way I think and stuffs, and I know how I'm supposed to be/think etc. But still, maybe you should reflect too. You're over sensitive and you think you know stuffs but you don't really do. Please, know yourself best before you know others well, maybe.

You're acting too old for your age, child. You're young, try to experience what you're supposed to experience at your age. Don't skip a step because you might make a mistake in future due to not having enough experience from the past. I keep saying experience because I feel you do not have enough. I know that because.. I just know it. Somehow, I think far by more than the average beings in.. let's just say within the circle of people I know, with maybe one or two exceptions of course.Don't be too proud too, and don't ever be too open with your thoughts and feelings. People out there tries to harm you, put you down. You don't know it, neither did I. At least now I know, maybe.

You may think you're hot topic but you're not really, boy. Just about maybe a week ago, I was still thinking and thinking and maybe I still felt towards you, maybe. Asked me about you, my feelings got screwed. Now I know, you're no difference. So they say you don't like to talk about it, but you seem to enjoy the aftermath a lot. Well, good for you, and maybe good for me too. You. Are. Such. A. Bitch. Go on, go spout more. I have nothing much to say to you. Just that I regret. I really regret. Regret so much, but all my regrets are probably useless. I chose what to do, and the past is inevitable. But it's ok. I learn now. Goodbye, you asshole. Life goes on, you don't expect me to brood and loom over you, do you?

All these about people. Now what about me? I'm not simple, sorry.

Now it is time for me to take a nice long bath, have a nice cup of instant noodle, and go to sleep. (Shit, what about my homework..)

Edit: It's an almost 1 hour post. My brain works really slowly. But for the sake of people, this is what I go through, and without completing my homework!