If I had hated you, I would have made sure you gone through worse.
If I had wanted to play mind games, you would have long been brainwashed.
If I had any intention of getting you down, you would have regretted knowing me at all long ago.
No one, not a single soul, as ever accused me of being a double agent. Nor will I place myself in such a vulnerable position, risking friendship and exposing myself to criticism. That's how good my reputation is.
If conclusion is across the river, I'll jolly well make a detour and walk to it. Learnt the hard way all too well.
Whatever you had said and I had told, they already knew. Sometimes I'm like the last to know. Not that I'm interested in ever gaining that knowledge. I don't even remember you telling no secrets to me. But I'll bet there's alot of stuff you ain't gonna ever realise about yourself. And I ain't gonna start listing them lest my fingers start cramping. If the things you said and the things you really had done could ever add up, it will be THE mathematical breakthrough of the century.
If I had to vent my anger, let it be now and get it over with. Put into words. In view of all.
Fuck brotherhood. I wonder if you ever had true friends that you can really call brothers. I dun think so. And I'm not talking about those that drink dog's blood and swear to Guan Gong kind. You stepped over your threshold into mine and took away my only budding seed of happiness. Feeling bad and guilt afterwards just dun add up at all. Yet I knew I have no choice but to be graceful about it.
I thought, face it. I'm not a school team basketball player. I have never won Toto in my life. I have never drove a Celica before. I'm not a virgin. I couldn't afford to go overseas. I can't afford a degree. Come on, you are everything. I'm the commoner. And now you can fucking label me as a double-headed snake? The best fucking kind you have ever seen? The kind that really fucking know how to turn tables?
Let me teach you something. Given to me, I would at least use something substantial to impress a person. Not mere words. If you have not realised, in this century, humans somehow got more intelligent. Tricks and methods once used by adults are now just child's play.
Great. You know what? I have never gotten so much praise in a single night. Thank you very much. If I knew earlier, I would not have wanted to have anything to do with you. Then at least there's one less chapter in my book of regrets.
