I told myself not to cry.

I withheld.

I tried.

But they just came.

Tears rolled down uncontrollably.

It's based on life experience.

MY life experience.

MY turning point.

MY painful moment.

Lessons I've learnt.

MY philosophy.

They laughed.

They thought it was a ridiculous idea conjured.

They stereotyped -- MOE.

It pierced MY heart.

Wanted to retort back.

I can't.

I teared.

I cried.

It just kept coming and coming.

The story is real.

Wanted to shout.

Can't.

In school.

Wanted to hit punching bag.

No punching bag.

Ran running.

Helped abit.

Closed my eyes.

Remebered what they said.

Typing entry.

Emotions coming back.

Tears are coming out.

Trying to withhold.

Can I?

Able to edit story?

Can I?

I don't know.

Nothing's certain.

Nothing ever happens.....