surreality

no one's really strong you know? for at the end of the day it is all a facade.
for all that you portray yourself to be, ever so independent and wise in the ways that only you know, you're not exactly all that and you know it.
i dont know why either, everytime i talk to you im not even sure if thats myself. and i'll never be right in your eyes, forever a little boy succumbing to the whims and fancies of this world, an irritant that you cant bear to quell.
but still, you'll never know how much i admire and respect you. dont feel any guilt or regret because i never asked to be accepted or loved.
regrets are for angsty teenagers and the old people who sit around at hdb void decks. we're not one of them, are we?
the most important day of the week is today. so dont dwell on what we couldnt and do what we can. and you'll find that the answers to your many questions are right in front of you. just open your eyes and see.