Spank Me On My Butt - I Have Many More To Ask For

Imperfection, lust and honesty were the words that vaguely appeared in my dreams lately. What those words mean, no one knows. It just something that has jumbled, frightened to be said and the most important of the lot, it has been buried underneath that no one was be able to excavate it back. The truth and the real thing was, the Earth has been invented immaculately sphere leaving the world undefined - whether the world should be confined or just unbounded.

As the number of my age grows bigger, my mentality grows smaller. It has left me in a blinded world, uncertain and most of the time, I have this kind of hunch that the bond I have with my colleagues and my comrades will tatter and gruel.. in the end, someday. It will not happen, in any ways, how hard it could be, those relationships I had worked out, will always flourish as it flies. Now looking back to the pasts, where we've grown up at the place we used to sit together on the morning of cats-and-dogs, it was me smiling alone to nothing but just for mere one reason - bewildered of how immature I was and thereafter. Tantalized and frayed - they were all just a mix of emotions, dough of colourful stripes and lastly twirled to be a plate filled with beautiful muffins of untold feelings. Oh how I love to be unknown.

At one start line, the game starts. And at the other end, they shout for the finish line.
Life mere a fight for a lead in front, how do people love it to be ended, it just another option.