A Beautiful Mess


Sunday, December 16, 2007; 12:30 AM
Fuck You mum.

When i keep quiet and let you shout,
it's for filliality.

When i stop what i'm doing and walk away,
it's for respect.

When i turn off the TV and stop watching something i really want to,
it's for me to take a step back.

When i walk away and let you rant,
it's for me to let you cool down.

When i let you rant and try to weasel your logic like an idiot,
it's me trying to give you benefit of a doubt.

When i let you continue raising your volume at me,
it's one more for Chang Zhi who's stuck in P. Tekong.

When i still smile at you and speak softly,
it's because i want to love you.


so when you come back and push me up that corner,
talking about irrelevant things,
with arguments as empty as plastic bags,
with a volume as though i am 300m from you,
as though i was the one who did your mistake,

i tell you you are wrong.




so when i reprimand you, i am wrong.
so when i explain things to you, i am wrong.
so when i explain how your logic fails, i am wrong.
so when i show and prove to you how your words fail common sense,
i am wrong.

so when you cannot assert your logic or your actions anymore,
i am an unfilial son.


Fuck You mum.


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