Dum Dee Dum... I am not a super hero neither am i spiderman. I am going to save the world... like as if you would believe. I am a maniac. I came from an outer space which is filled with water. I learn swimming at the age of zero.I wail like a cry baby. I crawl like spiderman, i fly like superman, i drive like batman. I live in wonderland. Rugrats is my friend, so is peter pan.
I tossed and turned. Another night, I am empty-handed again. BULLSHIT! I can hear the voices behind the thin walls. The rickety bed seems smaller for some reason. The bedsprings seem to bore deeper into my back, and the air sticky, clinging unto my skin. Another night in this fucking hellhole place, one more night and I am ready to go. But I have no place to go. The room seems to get smaller and smaller now. The walls are slowly pushing its way to the middle of the room, and this god-forsaken place feels like a jail cell. I blinked and stared to the oblivion. I squint my eyes looking hard to what I think is the ceiling, but no matter how much I strain my eyes, there is only NOTHINGNESS. I sat upright, feeling light-headed. My throat dry, and sweat seeping unto my skin. FUCK! Grabbing a heap of hair, I forcefully pushed the clumps back from my face. Now I need a fucking cigarette. Wait. I don’t even smoke. I took a deep breath, focusing my hardest to fade the laughter on the background.
