I looked back, and i found out something, everyone's ahead of me and i am still walking at a slow pace, a certain road to death. I wasted too much time, and now, i am only just maturing. Too slow, I analyze issues at a slower pace, i look at things from another perspective that not all will deem right.
With the increased rapid globalisation even in the blogosphere, i feel lost. Losers will get eliminated. I cannot afford to stay at this current status, I am not a failure, I cannot be one , one month has swiftly passsed, i accomplished nothing. I feel like shit now.
I am Dung.
Yes, a mask is all i need to change my image, to conceal my soft interior with a hard shell, for i am Cancer. the minute i leave my shell, I die, I just die. I look at the dark sky, praying for a miracle, how am i going to survive this ordeal? will i have this willpower to continue?
In addition to the ANTI-support by my goddamn family, i feel myself, drifting, gradually getting out of breath. I die if i cannot salvage myself.
But i believe i am crucial in the future. PAP shall be under my control,
I shall be pragmatic, i am Singapore's Finance, I am Singapore's brain, and brawn. If I lose this battle now, it's the end. India will conquer the sea, and china will own the land.
The world will be overthrown by elites,
What am i doing here?
I have no IDEALS, no Ambitions, why do i exist.
.][-Splattered my blood on
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