When the clock ticks four

I m not a vulnerable second choice.

I should have told you that.

They treat me like dirt for the past few months then they start giving me candy.

Should I play nice with them?
Roll with the core then start destroying from the inside.

I'm not actress, Emmy Award or Oxcar,
certainly not a face for a prom queen mask.

I have a very good memory,
I always remenber those who having fun of bullying me.

I start giving out nice cards,
play with it or I throw the cards into the dumpster.

I always end up not enjoying myself.

I always end up not liking myself.

Then I started wonder... ... will this stop me from becoming a star?

I try learning up Sai swords, strengthening my skills of Nanchaku, praticing my piano, praticing Yiruma songs, trying to look really good. I want stunts, too. I want real talents.

Maybe these days, if awesome guys are not gays, I start ditching those annoying phone calls and fly to America. No matter what it takes. Ya, that's my motto.