The Devil Inside Me : Putting On The Mask

The Devil Inside Me

Inside Three : Putting On The Mask

Putting On The Mask


Jealousy is a true face that you can never hide.
You know it's ugly,
yet you can never remove it.
Jealously stuck like a disease and the fault on you.
You let it grow.

The moment you heard the news you waiting all your life to hear
but the news was not directed to you
yet you have to be happy for them,
because a happy news is still a happy news.

Slowly,
you pull out the mask from your drawer.
You hold it in you hand and you have to decide,
To wear the mask,
or to put it back inside.

It was never easy being me.
I am a jealous-type kind of girl.
I am also an overachiever person.
Having both of this character,
hurts me the most when I'm at the bottom.
Especially now.

I heard all kind of good news.
All kind.
Each one of them is the dreams that has yet to be true.
I stand here,
listening to them,
with a mask on my face.
saying
Congratulations! I'm happy for you!
Yet,
inside
I'm struggling with all kind of emotion.

Now the question came into my mind.
Should I or should I not be happy for them?
Their news is only a happy news for them.
Why? 
Why should I be happy for them?
It doesn't make me happy to know that
someone out there is living my dream.
It's painful.

This emotion.
Make me come to a conclusion.
Put on the Mask
It is better to wear the mask.

Some people don't care about other people's problem,
so instead of showing people the true feelings of myself
Conceal
yes, I conceal them.

Jealously is a pain-in-the-ass.
You have to tame them and never let it show.
It is a pain because people don't understand.
Will you understand if I said I'm jealous of you.
Then you will start asking why?
and then giving-excuses-to-make-me-feel-better starts.
Not to mention all kind of positives words began to pop up.
Haha

It doesn't work that way.
Jealous is not something you can erased.
It lingers.
I may said I'm okay and happy for you.
Inside,
the jealousy is lingering.
Waiting for another happy news to happen again.
Then it will pops.
This time,
my face will become obvious.
Irritated.

People don't understand.
It's hard to control your emotion,
especially when you know you deserves the same kind of happiness.

You keep on asking yourself.
You keep on questioning yourself.
You begin to ask question and question,
and you just keep on repeating the same question
over,
and over,
and over,
and over,
and over,
and over,
and over,
and over,
and over,
and over,
and over,
and over,
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and over,
and over,
and over,
and over,
and over,
and over,
and over,
and over,
and over,
and over,
and over,
and over,
and over,

it will never stops.

even though hundred question has been asked,
not a single answer is given.
thus,
you stay there,
hopelessly,
praying,
that
someday
someone
can help you
to erase the feelings.

because
it's hurting you
and
you know,
you can't stand it anymore.

Jealousy kills.

Sometimes you don't want to run away from reality,
you need a break.

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The Devil Inside Me : Change for The Good

The Devil Inside Me

Inside Two :  Change for The Good

Change for The Good


The day is repeating itself.
The clock seems to stop working but still the day keep on counting.

Our age, aging by the minutes.
By the time we realize it, we will probably be dead.
I am not getting younger.
Every time I look at the clock I know.
My time is almost up.

Yet,
I'm still here.
Repeating the same routine.
Over
and over
again.

For some,
this is a blessing.
To do the same things over and over again is a way of life.
I understand.

but,
understand this.
You have to be happy to repeat the same routine.
Repeating the same things everyday,
when you hate every thing about it
is
suicide.

Here I am,
watching the clock goes
tick tock tick tock
watching every moving things,
and hoping that atleast one thing would change.

It didn't matter what.
Changing is good,
regardless of how bad it is.
It is good to change,
and always change for the good.

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The Devil Inside Me : Failure is a Taboo

The Devil Inside Me

Inside One : Failure is a Taboo

Failure is a Taboo


The one who supposed to supports her is me. Yet I failed at this task. 
I don't know about other people out there, but for me failure is a taboo word. 
Until the time I finally understood how the real world works,
I never failed.

I said never because I never really experiences the feelings of lost, alone, empty 
or anger .
The emotion inside,
you don't know where it comes from, you just know it is big.
The moment you let it out, it will be the end.

To everything.

I know from the day I finish high school, that this is the real deal.
After this, there is no play only business.
So after I got my high school's examination result,
 I buried the motto
'Business means business, playtime is over' 
into my life.
I live my life following that motto and my life starts over.

You remember I said that I never failed right.
I mean what I meant.
Before I finish high school, I don't understand a single thing.
Not life, not love nor the world.
At that time, life is suppose to be live.
That's all.

So I live just like a programmed computer, living a normal life.
It was fun and really interesting but doesn't have any meaning.
My life at that time is enoyable but they didn't leave any trace to anyone.
Not me especially.
No memories to be told nor happiness that I treasure.
It was as I said, 
a life with no meaning.

Some people experienced the calling of their life at an early age.
An actor may have had the calling to become an actor
when they performs on stage in kindergarten,
a singer may have the calling when they are singing with the carols at the church,
athletes may have the calling when they are chasing each other at the park,
there are multiple kind of true calling,
each one is different than the others.

Mine was when I received the result of my high school examination.
It didn't give a calling to be an actor, a singer or an athletes,
mine was on how to live my life.

At that point,
I promised to myself that this is it,
this is the turning point.
No more games only business.

That is the moment that I finally understood,
how live can be cruel,
Yet, 
there is no stopping halfway because I promised myself.

I will walk  in this Walk of Life.
No one to walk for me and no one to take my place.
There is only me.

This is my turning point,
This is my story,
This is my life.


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