I Won't Pretend To Be Nice, Because I'm Not.

An old friend says: "DY  (MY NICK NAME FENDY), you've changed. Sekarang dah macam xxxx (in bad ways)."

Those cynical noises hitting my ears terribadly. So tell me, which part you saw I've changed? From what I wear? Or the way I speak? Hey, until now I keep myself clean. I don't drink, I don't do drugs, I don't smoke, and I don't go for clubs. Just because I started to speak my mind so you think I've changed? It pisses me off in some ways. I can't stand judgmental persons - people whom judge me for what they see outside when I don't even say a word about them, because I'm the type who's rather sit and stare regardless of what and who they are. What you've done in your previous life is far away worse than what I did today, buddy. I can't be what I used to be. I'm no longer playing those naïve, victim part. And I've stopped whining and I'm sorry if I've stopped looking for anyone who are care and willing to listen to me because I insist to stand on my own feet until I know it is out of my capability.

I thanked my parents, family, and surroundings for making what I am today, and those who understand my needs right now. I'm 21, and I know which one is black which one is white. I've been good all these years and you know that. It doesn't mean I wanna get wild, I just want to do something for myself. I've been living in dreams back then and now, I'm doing it.

Don't expect me to listen to you for what I can do for myself, coz I'm still breathing and my lips are working. Just do your own business and I won't disturb because I really really busy doing mine.

Blerghh.