It is hard to live,
But it is harder to please.
Almost one semester of peace,
with things starting to ease.
Now again with this,
I wonder what I'll really miss.
Rumours are flying, again. Me, surprise surprise. Backstabbing bitch this time round. Hahaha, sounds like some old news to me. So I can't be trusted again, eh? This time round, I suspect it's a different person starting this shit once more.
I admit, I'm a bitch. Who's not one? Life's a bitch too. People don't even share secrets with me, how can I let the cat out of the bag. Normal conversational things they say, it is not a secret, I feel. They didn't label it obviously with, "This is a secret," or more liberally with, "Please don't tell anyone." If they don't want non-secretive things to get out, just don't say it. Be like me. Keep everything in.
Disappointment in self stays forever.
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