Soliloquy

Its a perfect excuse for everyone that nobody is perfect, and I accept that.

But it does not give people a right to use that excuse in order to treat others badly and make them feel like shit.

Embrace your body... everyone is made equal and you're all beautiful in your own way.

Its all bullshit. 

If you're unfortunate looking, people will hate on you, you'll never have any so called "true" friends and when it comes to people who will back you up; Everyone's already running to the other side before you have a chance to look behind you.

If you're rich, powerful and beautiful, you have the world at the tips of your fingers, and the people are your puppets.

They'll agree to anything you say, do anything you want, and back you up when shit goes down.

Beauty has its own magic in itself (sex appeal).

The truth is, you are your own friend.

You're always gonna be one against the odds, and when you're right, people will tell you that you're wrong.

When you dream big, people will be there all along the way to crush them and suppress you.

Everyone's there to knock you down... But like they say; get back up and keep going.

Because in the end, you learn more from not having anybody there to help you along the way.

    "If it be aught to the old tune, my lord,
    It is as fat and fulsome to mine ear
    As howling after music."

17

The one of few days where I'm meant to feel special and happy;

Just feels like any ordinary day where I want to cry.

I hate being the centre of the attention where everyone just stares at you and sings at you.

I'm happy being invisible and alone, where nobody pays any attention and nobody bothers.

I don't want anything else but the ground to swallow me up so I can disappear.

Because if there's anything that I cannot stand, its people forcing themselves to sing for you.
Not to mention all the insincere wishes, smiles and meaningless conversation.

I. Don't. Want. Any. Of. It.