Floating Words, Floating Rhymes

I AM MISS TERIOUS

How cool you already know many things about me. But it's so silly to say I think you don't know yet much things about me. I write stories for pete's sake! You used to call me in my freakin' pen name but then again it's so uncertain that someone calls me by my damn nickname. You already knew that, but not my whole hella name. And I'm so thankful for that.

You're asking what's in me? For goodness sake! I'm just a typical writer who lives between dreams and reality. I'm not such a goody-goody persona but damn I'm not also a b*tch. You want to be friend with a writer like me? Sure why not. But before you see the real me behind my eyeglasses, let me tell you my dark secrets.

I just want you to know that I am not for granted. I am not just an ordinary. I am unusual. I'm frustrated. I spill inks. I torn pages. I break pen. I'm happy to see my red inks flowing like a stream down to my wrist. Isn't it amazing to watch? And ohh I also laugh and cry all by myself. I'm talking to my pen and paper too. They just say they're nice to meet you.

Believe me I'm weird. I am a brutal criminal. Sure you don't wanna be friends with a criminal right? Coz surely you'll gonna die. I'm a serial killer. I kill my characters and cross them out of the story. I make new plot and imaginative twist. I am such a beast trying to bestow you. I am a wicked witch who will curse you forever. I am a poison, you don't like to drink up. I am your greatest enemy.

Please don't get too attached to me. Coz your heart will only gone broken and dislocated. Don't get me wrong, I am not a snob. I'm trying to be nice here. But please don't bother searching for my true identity. It's not a big deal anyway. As long as you're patronizing every single lines of my literary pieces. As long as you're accepting who truly I am.

Don't look for a trace. Don't look for a path. You'll only gonna lost and will never find a way out. Seriously don't look for a clue. You'll only gonna failed. I'm a liar and even close to evil. Pardon me for saying yeah, you too are close to being a fool.

Right now for sure you're now thinking I am little bit insane. Partly wrong but partly true. I'm dangerous so stay away from me. You don't need to dream about me everynight in your sleep coz I'm telling you I am your worst nightmare. I am a monster, I'm one of the dark shadows. I am creepy and scary.

Spoiled brat be like, go and hate me to death. I'm just showing my internal frustrations for real. Bash me, kill me, hate me, I don't hella care. For seriously I don't give any single f*ck. Coz me too I'm f*cked up!!

Now tell me do you still want to know more about my personality? Will you still like me despite of my flaws? Do you still want to know who's the unknown author behind those shitty stories? Do you? Do you ever want to see me in person and hear my evil laugh while cursing dark words? Tell me! Will you still love me when afterall those phrases I muttered a while ago were almost a bunch of lies? I told you so, I am a great pretender and a professional liar. Don't compete with me please. I write in mysterious ways and you don't know that.

So funny you're too close to this part, the ending of my rants. You wanna know much about me? Go on. Read it again from the very first.

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