I’m a really selfish girl. I crash, I break, I turn everything I touched to pieces. I laughed at it as if there’s no tomorrow. I keep on asking for impossible things from everyone around me without doing much in return. I expect everyone to read my mind without truly voicing out my needs and wants.

I’m a really selfish girl. Even when I made mistakes, I blamed it on others, I didn’t admit my wrong-doings, I made cover-up stories with blatant lies and laughed on top of it. Forgetting everything that made me feel bad about myself. I create stories after stories to demean others which in return, made me feel good about myself.

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I’m a really selfish woman. I grew up a parasite to others. Munching off people here and there. And throw them away when I no longer needed them.

But people still come to me

Just as I was a parasite to others, others became parasites around me. I wasn’t the only one, a lot others do far worse than me. Everyone wears a mask, blending in this corrupt society, just like hiding a leaf in the forest…