It's 2 a.m. and I'm here blinking my eyes π«© wondering...
Why the heck do I have to work?
Why do I have to be competitive?
Why do I have to do things the way someone else decided?
Why do I pronounce "one" as one?
Why are there only 26 alphabets?
Why do I have to care what's discipline?? Discipline to achieve what?? The billionaire??
Why the heck people are happy to be billionaire??
I've always hated living by rules someone created long before I existed.
But then...
I've survived till now by eating...eating food someone else grew, using methods someone else discovered.
I couldn't change any of it. I still rely on people's ideas.
But why is it good night?? π€ Again?? Just kidding
I guess I found my answer.
I simply coexist.
We all coexist.
...
Anyway, I'm yawning.π₯±
Good night.π Sweet dreams..... But why does the dream have to be Sweet??
Am I starting again?? Nah just kidding ππ
Bye ππ but why is it called bye?? π€£π€£

















