I decided not to put a title on this post because I can't think of appropriate terms for this. Maybe someone who is reading this blog might give one, or in other way it's ok.

Past experiences will make you grow as a person. It makes you more matured and makes you more responsible and able to learn that past mistakes are bound for a change.

Even the present mistakes too.

but why the change you did will create a deception to others? the change that will make anyone not to trust you anymore? change that they think is not good and end up you are sinned? change that will pull you down? ... change that will make enemies?

I don't get what they need about me. I don't get what they want me to do.

All I know, I am surrounded by dusts that beat my eyes to close and not able to wink for a short while. Dusts that I don't know where it came from. Dusts that cannot be avoided, and dusts that cannot be cleansed.

I work for my own. I am doing my job well cause I see myself interested about it and sincere with it. All through with my life, I see no one can't invade my personal stuffs. Anywhere, people are kept on pushing me into the ground.

Just before in my college days, many of them hated me for WHAT I am. They hated me because I don't seem care about them. They made contentions on me that I don't know what infected their brains to do that.

But what I did?

IGNORED them.

They may put thoughts against me. They may spread out how terribly BAD I am just because of that very shallow and stup*d ideas about me.

I remained silent and do what I need to do.

I don't deserve a time to waste thinking about them

Just because I don't play with them like pushing myself to their boundary to fix whatever false matters they have in mind. Hah! Why should I? They will suffer my voodoo that poisons them.

Few can understand me, and these few are the real matured, the real persons.

and with these few, we ended up laughing at the beasts and was like "so what?"

Now, people are putting stories about me. It made me surprised all the time. Maybe that's how popular I am to spare enough of their time for me. The more you need yourself to be alone and be focused on your work, the more you don't invade other's lives, the more you don't talk with them because they don't feel to talk to you in which is not a big deal to you anyway, the more you're silent and think about your next tasks to be done... is the more you are being peeled unknowingly.

I am so prone on these.

They don't even hear things against them from me.

But they can't stop theirselves not to talk about me.

Which I don't know the h*ll reasons why.

Maybe...

Maybe...

Maybe they love me to crush into the ground. *just a thought*