It matters

One moans, the next one nags, and the other irritates.
All so annoying.
Im really getting sick of all these. Each day is just so increasingly unbearable

I know all of you are playing mind games.or attempting to. You want to pretend you are helpless and try to hit on my soft spot. Okay, maybe you're really helpless. I am not interested. By doing this, you hope I will turn hero. But hey, let me remind you again. It's your job. I won't ever fall for your tricks again. What's more, heros die first. I don't ever want to die under your filthy hands. In fact, I had been contemplating if you guys deserve any respect. This contemplative process has not been a short one, mind you. One year plus. And right now, I know for sure you guys didn't earn it. I address you Sirs and Mdm; that doesnt mean I mean it. Yes, I am telling you to wake up your ideas. If you think you have the capacity to be up there, show it. Lead by example. Never did you once demonstrate, never did you once convince me. And the top one there, I know you've got your own agenda. Stop making things difficult for us. Lack of concrete action reveals your "concern" for us. Your mask has been unveiled. Game over. Try putting on a thicker one.

and for one thing that I am deadly sure over this extremely long protracted period which never seems to end, and that is, I am happy because all along I've been unhappy.