Lucky

               She’s a lucky, she’s a star… But I’m a lucky too, yet I’m not a star. On who gives the chance to change what you expect, on who gives the authority on what you thought that almost died. Yet it’s still alive. Whether they call it something, it’s still a chance.

               Last time as I give up my hopes, I’m too against on how he decides things. Hey stupid, I know what you want, you just want to have a time with her. My mind was all set to work in little rascal’s home, but what did you do? You insist on doing it in your own cage.  And that night? When you asked if I’m asleep? What am I suppose to do? When you’re all there doing things that you think was too hard. I want to slam your face in front of your monitor that night. And the mouse thing? Mouse are used for clicking, I was just clicking it you Idiot, that’s why I decided to leave soon, and complain on having a headache. I feel I’m losing control over my anger. You’re too airy!

               I’ll wait for that time, I promise you, and you’ll never regret what I will do to you. Ill posts your flunk on that board examination if you lose it. I’ll make a banner out of it.

               Congratulations stupid! You finally make it out; well I’m not in a rush. And I don’t want to look like it seem I’m on the last list. I can pull it out. You can leave now and it even feels so good.  No more airy things hitting through my walls. Someday too you’ll find all yourselves being left behind.

               God I forgot to thank you for all. You’re such wonderful. I may not show it in my act that I thank you but truly I do. Sorry for these steaming words coming out from my head.