Spastic Euphoria

The society's pressing towards me. They're growing in number. Someone stares and mixed emotions battle for sumpremacy inside. The topic is in complete bewilderment. I HATE THIS.

It's spastic euphoria. I want but the the rules will break. It's like excitement hugged by doom. Gold coated with thick cold lead. I yearn for something that gives me shivers. As if the idea squeezes my heart into a dinky pebble.

IT WON'T LEAVE ME. But I don't need any help. Let that forking destiny make its way.

Nung bata ako, gusto ko nasa gitna ako nila Papa at Mama o kahit sino. Basta nasa gitna ako. Nakakakilig kasi! Yun nalang kaya?

Maybe is a big term. You don't need definition. Blur is soft and pleasing. Yun nalang!