thanks for acting like you cared, thanks for bringing me up so high and letting go,

the ground doesn't attach itself to me, you know.

down i fall,

down, down, down, i go.

i don't know what to do,

all i've learnt

is how to crash and burn.

yeah, crash and burn like a piece of art, it's art, isn't it?

the art of being melodramatic.

cry until my tears dry up,

even though there's nothing to cry about.

because who do you think you are?

deep down, i care nothing for you,

except for the fun and smiles, but that's through.

like someone once said, you can love everyone,

but there are some people that you can never like.

i need someone to talk to,

someone to help me think things through, but the person that came first into my mind, nah, impossible, he's going to misunderstand and think that I'm in love with him or something. My bestfriends are busy, and there are some things that they can't do, like be relaxed while i pour myself out. I want my bestfriends to feel what I'm going through, but now I don't want them to, but I know that they will, because they're my bestfriends, they love me (so kembang this), so it's better to find a stranger, than a bestfriend.

i'm not hurt, frankly, i'm not.

i just feel somewhat angry at what you've done.

yeah, it's our fault, yeah, it's my fault. but at least i did what i was supposed to afterwards and now it's your turn. don't bail on that.

when you smile while hiding your hurt,

then don't let the hurt show afterwards and blame that on us.

i care, yes, but that doesn't mean,

i'll go all out to make you happy.

but there are other people who will, other people with hearts of gold, and those other people who so deeply cares for you, yeah, you tore them down, so now are you happy?

i don't know who i'm talking to right now, honestly speaking, i'm talking to a lot of different people in this random rant,

but if you terasa as you read this, and thought that I was talking about you,

then think about it, maybe someone else thinks the same thing about you too.