ms. emo meets mr. gangster

shot 32 .. fireworks = fun or despair..?

LIZZIE’S POV

Nightfall.

It’s already evening in here.. but still, naandito pa din kami sa peryahan..

I admit it.. I had fun.. I really had.. and im still having fun..

For the first time for so many years in my life, I finally had fun.. again..

but..

I’m afraid na baka masanay na ako dito..

Baka kung ano na naman ang isipin ng utak ko, kung ano na naman ang iexpect ko.. baka madisappoint lang ulit ako..

I always wanted to be just invincible..

I don’t want to have fun anymore.. no expectations.. no disappointments..

That would be better.. that would be best..

Best to just be alone.. never think of anyone else.. of anybody else..

Fireworks now up on the air..

My face shines with the light coming from the fireworks.. My friends are having fun..

while me, I’m just looking at the sky.. watching silently at the fireworks..

how did I became like this..?

when did I start becoming like this..?

I hate it.. I don’t like it.. I don’t want to get used to it..

This is bad.. real bad.. really really bad..

I need to stop this.. i don’t want this..

Another firework came up in the sky, spreading a beautiful light into the night sky..

This is not me.. I can see disappointments coming through my way..