That time when I have no other choice but to surround myself with them because what else could I do, I am new to the place, I don’t know anything to do, aside from doing school works.
Constantly being belittled by the childhood assholes known to me. Jealous, unable to defeat me, pitty. But I have found a lot of friends now, it’s time to remove this memory that’s haunting me.
I would like to paint it, the emotions behind it but it’s all dark, it’s so ugly, it’s full of blood, it’s so dark. Blood in thie dark. If I am where this is then what am I? I can be the light, a beautiful light.
I feel so scared they might see me shining and kill me for outshining. That’s why I have to cover up my light, behind these wall where they cannot see me shining. Rest assured that my friends does.
I am so lucky to have them around, where I can be happy and be the craziest me. I am no longer worried to be alone, knowing that I have so much friends waitint for me to join them.
Transformers 