Tonight was going to be a wham, a jam, the climax of every dull school week. It is the day when anticipation swells because it's soon to be TGIF. It's a night to just hang loose and take a breather, and I should be doing right now--but all that's making it's tiny escape is my uneasy sigh, because the conscience pulse keeps palpitating.
I am not admitting I took the cake (it wasn't a lie :D), I am disclosing my personal thinking space because I need the world's energy. I see the giant, who towers over the little youths dressed in palatable white uniforms, suit up to a tee, and yet when one minion speaks ill or distorts routines, the giant resists a flare but this holding back decay into self-withdrawal. I cannot speak of the way he lives or reacts, but I can only feel pity and sheer disgust.
What pity it is that this man, a friend and tutor, has to suffer in silence for such an uninviting behavior? Why should his heart be in shambles because of one selfless act? Why...
(Why should you care? Why should he care? Why should you care that he cares? Why should he care when no one cares? Why....)
What disgust it is that the crowd cannot admit its traitor, and leave an innocent victim in pieces. Why should we be let off so easily when such a heinous (or rather severe) mistake as been committed? Why...
(Why should he admit? Why can't things just end on this subtle note? Why should he admit it if he can get away with it? Why...)
Questions we ask, answers we provide, but can we fit the accurate responses to the most valid questions...
This night, I (try) to sleep, without this provoking incident bugging my conscience--where has society degraded to--really, where?
It is a weird feeling because my heart's battleship has plunged, but love ain't the culprit...
My heart has been displaced from perfect equilibrium,
it's morals taken a complete turn (literally),
just as how the blog's title reflects so...