When something seems to be not right I just came to the point of giving up... But no wonder, I am strong to stand again and start something new and unique... I hate people who judge me without knowing the real reason of why am I like that... Honestly, I’m not satisfied where I am now... I don’t know how to start renovating myself... Being the real me is quite hard... But I doubt being plastic... I am strong when I am down... But I am weak when I am on top of everybody, because I’m afraid to fall... I hate being somebody, I don’t like pretending being one of them... maybe I am QUIET outside BUT I am DEVILISH inside....
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