Salam.
Morning. Indeed. Early morning. Wake up so early? No. More to unable to sleep. Lots of things jumping inside. My head about to explode. And I couldnt keep to be freaking cool. I am freaked out, scared and hopeless. I hate it.
Again, semuanya harus bermula di tempat kerja. Kerana hidup saya adalah kerja. Atau, kerja saya adalah hidup. Whatever happen in office will be brought home. But, none from home brought to office. Small matter that happen kat office, dah cukup mengganggu hidup saya. Never put too much hope in work, but when I did, do put hope in job, it just shattered. I didnt why it does bother, but I couldnt sleep because of that. And still crying like hell. Till now.
Feels like a black sheep, like other sheep. But the color, just black. Not like others. I am trying to fit myself in. But everytime I felt like fitted in, the black sheep appear. Not (really) from the other sheep, but from the 'sheep manager'. When I edged myself out from the rest of the sheep, they try to fit me in. Try to make me feels like home. It does a home for the rest of sheep, but not the BLACK sheep. Me.
Should I always be reminded that I am the black sheep?
Or should I knew it myself, & and keep myself reminded by me...
not others

The black sheep alone

This is white sheep. That needs frend.

Poor you the black sheep.



