how fun it is?

even ma mood is about to write, and i put ma passion on it, on da other side, i still hold back....dunno wat is or are da real reason dat i must hold back and be in silent but i am...was, is and always...stay in silence....even ma lips just cannot understand wat silence is, but i do live in silence...sometimes, demure kinda person, yeah it is me...but, people dat r all around me just like thinking dat i was live in da other world...'such a shit when u was thinking dat u r silence'...dey said...but 'u r silence'...dats wat da strangers think of who am i.... and yeah...wat does da strangers thinks of me is quite rite...i am silence....yet, it claims suffer...i was suffucating in silence..people around me didnt noe bout dat...i was crying in silence.....dey thought dat i was happy....

silence pays nothing....speak when u haf to...da words dat u uttered are such valuable....