Untrue.

Is saying sorry to a person without knowing the reason why,

reasonable and true?

Saying sorry without knowing the reason why

is just...untrue.

Sorry is a word.

Showing how sorry you are, proves it.

Knowing the reason is a must.

Figure it out on your own.

Untrue friendship is just...cold.

So why call yourself a good friend?

I just got to know,

you treat my other good friend like crap sometimes.

You said, you're better than her.

She has feelings too.

She kept it to herself about what you said to her

till tomorrow's yesterday.

Now I know, you're kind of immature.

Acting immature is okay, but over-reacting as one is stupid.

You can't even be professional.

The problem is you. My problem.

Then why are you being mean to your good friends who are

good friends with me?

Come on, thats not professional.

They have nothing to do with our problem.

Then why are you ignoring them?

You don't even know the reason why.

I'm mad at you and you know it.

I just want you to figure out why.

Just because,

Mas.

Betrayal.

What would you feel if your best friend likes your ex?

And she knows everything that happened

between you and him.

He treats you like crap now and backstabs you.

And your bestfriend knows all about it.

I just got informed that my "best friend" likes him.

Betrayal.

She should've known that she'd hurt me if she likes him.

I told her about him. What he says about me from behind.

I repeat, I TOLD HER.

If its this way,

I cant even call her a true friend.

What yet, best.

Some other people know she likes him.

She told them herself.

Do I know about it?

NO. Somebody else had to tell me.

When a girl asked her if its true,

she laughed intentionally and said yeah.

When I got informed about it today,

my tears came out spontaneously

and thought

"What is wrong with her?"

"This is what you call best friends?"

"I don't think so.Not even close."

Maybe she thought I wouldn't mind if she likes him.

Because I hate him.So who cares?

No, that does not matter.

What matters is the friendship.

A faithful one.

Just because,

Mas.

Jerk.

I'm wondering, if he could be more than a jerk.

He backstabs.He make up stories.

I would hate him eventhough I dont' have to.

I thought its the other way around,

but i was wrong.

I just got informed,

about everything what he said.

He's a fucking racist with no feelings.

He has no heart. used to but not anymore.

He could be mature last year,

but this year not even close to mature.

He's an immature freak.

I hope he didn't change,but he did.

For short,

I hate him.

No doubt that he'll burn in hell.

Just because,

Mas.

I may leak. But I'm not weak.

This situation is bleak.

The right fret. The right chord.

The right strum.

I express my feelings in various ways.

This is one of them.

I scream. I punch the wall.

I smile and laugh.

I act.

I'm idioticly hyper.

I bleed red blood.

I can know when certain humans lie.

I can be emotionally destruct.

But those are just tests.

I believe in Karma and Dejavu.

I am Mas.

I don't try to be a poser.

Cause I love who I am.

Originality is my role.

Just because,

Mas.

Chords.

Speak but don't make a sound.

Is that possible?

Stay still but reach to your destination.

Impossiblity is unpredictable.

I know you could play our song.

I know, I could too.

But it doesn't matter, don't you think?

Strum the guitar in any way.

Make your own tune.

I did but I hate it.

Cause it was for you.

I guess, thats the end of our story.

But in the flying reality,

our story will never end.

Cause you know that you'll regret afterall.

Play the guitar like you mean it.

Feel the tune as you stress on it.

Just because,

Mas.

Empty.

Where are you when I need you?

I know. We're nothing left.

But i thought, we both promised to be there for each other.

Till the end of time.

I'm lonely and I'm tired.

I'm missing who you used to be again.

I want my pictures to be filled with you,

but its empty.

My mood swings that leads to no direction.

Where are you when nothings going right?

Then I remembered, you don't care anymore.

I'm sorry I'm not perfect.

As you know, nobody is.

I guess, we both know we aren't meant to be.

Just because,

Mas.