im tired..i had enoughi had enough of being the joker the clown the wadevait seems to be a duty for me to put tat smile on my faceyesterday nightmum had a tiff with dadheard everything in the bathroomi was takin a bath den ( tis line is crap )its quite a normal thing tat they quarrelused to shed some tears whenever i sense a fighti dun wan the famil to be brokenbuddeni look into the mirror tat nighti look perfectly heck carelet them rot on their owni tried to helpi did my partits up to themi had enough of being tat spastic jokerwads tat about?makin everyone happy?while deep down im not?nahnot worth itwho will understand the sadness of a clown if u had nv been one?tat smile on my face symbolises happiness?tats a mere maskand im certain tats not wad i truly ammany timesi laughed and smile becoz i had tonot becoz i really want toi dun really noe wad else can make me happyi dun really noe wad else can make me sadthe day i left safrai tried to crybut couldntnot becoz i dun miss safranot becoz i dun miss the staff thereis becoz i juz no longer has the urge to crywhen i get good foodwhen i get to slackwhen i see my long lost ex classmatesi put on the usual fake smileand became the siao ding dongbut deep down im not feeling the special sense of happiness i use to haveperhaps i have long forgotten how to be myselfTERMINATED
