I'm ordinary.
I'm from hell.
I'm a loser.
I'm rather sucker not fucker.
I'm rather dull maybe null.
I'm older every single second.

I'm no one or anyone.

I can write not speak.
I can read not listen.
I'm practicing english touch typing.
I'd rather love misspelling not Miss Spelling.
I'm debugging my buggy (laos, thai, english and alien) grammar.

I'm doing websites.
I'm coding somehow.
I can badly mess a thing.
I can't simplify my life.
I have no style.
I have no wish.
I don't care luck.

I'm your least beloved.
I'm your most be hated.
I'm destroying my lung.
I love anyone not myself.
I just live for living.
I just breathe for breathing...

Hey, I'm fairly fine.
Even life is a short scene.
I just believe everything has to end somewhere
and anywhere we can learn something.