i would now.

im fed up, so fed up.
when everyone else treats me like a designer in the making, the way you viewed me as was different from others.
my own parent, how wonderful.

am i that incomparable?
im not any dirt, and when everyone else, my lecturer, my friends, even outsiders, encouraged me to be called a designer, and not be called a mere student or an amateur, you actually insisted, " you are NOT a designer, you are still, and just a student".

wow how motivating is that. and with that, you had just stabbed me.
now it as if i would never be a designer, not now, not in the future, not anymore.

you know why i dont like to stay home?
its because you always say the wrong things that you thought would never hurt or offend me.
you;re so wrong, right from the start.
and everytime i see that expression of yours, its always full of uncertainty and disbelief.
like as if everything i said was to escape, not to be trusted.

im different from last time.
im not lying anymore, get that?