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Suddenly I feel like I'm 8 again.
I feel like I'm that insecure little girl again who cried in front of the security information centre accompanied by some saleswomen for ages 'cause she lost her mother. She was too caught up in looking at this particular dress that she didn't realize she let go of her hands. When she turned around to ask her if she could have the dress, only then she realized she had lost her. Shaking in fears, she sped walking, hoping to find her among million of people who goes to PIM every weekend. For once, she was able to feel what it's like to be an ant; small and ignored. She was terrified, afraid that her mother had gone somehwere else and took her clone instead of her. All these childish thoughts kept running endlessly in her mind, she tried her best not to cry but that was exactly what she did in the end.

Suddenly I feel like I'm 8 again.
When I woke up from a short afternoon nip nap and thought I was fifeteen. I pictured myself in a white-grey uniform hanging out and about with the buds having fun, living hard the so-called High School life. Little did I know that it'd change oh so drastically in just two years, if only they know just how much it had crushed me inside and out. I feel rotten inside as if I was made up of metal. I'm not a fucking robot that you guys can control with a fucking remote control for God's sake, give.a.fuck. would you?

Suddenly I feel like I'm 8 again...
Give it a break. I wish my feelings were simpler from the very first fucking place I was born to this fucking world.