blasting stereos...

wondering wanderer

sometimes i really wished i hadnt talk
or even,
lack the ability to speak.

the fact is,
i get sick of things pretty easily
unfortunately, including my friends too.
that's why i'm never in any particular clique
i'll simply get bored after a while
sorry, but that's the truth.
it appears to be a real stinking habit i can never rid of.
stinking smelly socks

on a lighter note
people think i look like a kid,
with my new haircut
or the lack of hair
many people had their hair done over the weekends
which include miss nana
whose hairstyle had also been referred to as child-like
so i guess i'm not alone.

plenty of thought up my head now
some of which i want to reveal
but the content has to be concealed
unspoken, untouched
for it is rather sensitive.
being the politically correct person that i am
(or just kiasee as pointed out by nana)
i choose not to mention.
but the desire to blurt everything out is swelling within me
painfully bloated and agonising.
sigh
i shall bottle it up.
with a good bottle-cap and a strong twist

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