Sick and Tired
I'm sick and tired of always being sick and tired.

I don't want be like Cinderella -
Sittin' in a dark old dusty cellar.
Waiting for somebody, to come and set me free.

I don't wan't be like Snow White
Waiting for a handsome prince to come and save me

What if the prince charming doesn't come?! I'm tired of people telling me that "someday your prince will come" when you least expect it. But really, it is a possibility that there is no one guy for me. Statistically, the female population is bigger. Therefore, one cannot say that there is always a match. And not to mention the hundreds, thousands of gay men out there!

I don't want to depend on anyone else
I'd rather rescue myself.

I can slay, my own dragon.
I can dream, my own dreams.
My knight in shining armour is me.
So I'm gonna set me free.


I'm well. I don't hate myself. I don't hate the world.
There was just a little breakdown in the previous post.
Hahaha... one of the many "praning" moments I have.

By the way thank you for those who gave comments in my previous post, especially to all my friends who expressed their empathy.

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