so what

i have a lot of things on my chest, griping opinions on the current state of the world, intrinsic anecdotes of the pain and joy of relationships,

my heart bleeds too, for the dying environment, for the evacuating polar bears in antartica

but i choose not to voice out my views, impose them upon any passing ear just so that i'll have the satisfaction of hearing the harmony in my own voice,

so usually, i just shut my trap

for those who wants to talk, keen on pushing the boundaries of freedom of speech, albeit with certain disclaimers, go on, no one's stopping you,

but don't make me talk, or judge me because i don't

keeping quiet doesn't mean i'm apathetic, it means that i don't want to talk, just that, simply

must every discussion be an intellectual discourse on an issue that is boggling the community, must every conversation be meaningful and serve a greater purpose,


i prefer talking about birds who shit on shiny cars, i want to engage in a discussion about the merits of talking till the wee hours in a dingy coffeeshop about girls, i want to indulge myself in a topic concerning the lack of support for peppermint chocolate chip ice cream in your average mamak shop, i want to go on and on about fuckers who steals or try to steal other's stuff, about other fuckers who let themselves get stolen, i want to answer the ultimate question - why i can't eat maggi chilli without going red in the cheeks and scrambling for the ice tray,

while these topics seem mundane and dull at least they are real and mean something to me

chill, maybe it's just the heat getting to me  ¶ 2:46 am