Musk...

I'm quite tired of wearing a musk everytime. Always putting on a musk whenever I meet with people. Different people, different musk. Someone say that it is ok. We are just highly adaptable social creature who react differently to different people. In spite of the fact that u feel more natural towards certain people, u still dun act your usual self. It is all about this thing call 'image'. What exactly is the image that I want to portrait? I'm confused, lost, perturbed... The fact that I'm a perfectionist only make my image conscientious self more weary. Perhaps if i haven't cared about what other ppl think, my life can be a lot more simple. Even though I always say that simplicity is the best, I dun really want to have a simple life.

How ironic.

I see I'm not perfect, but that's all I see. Lost in a portrait, in a picture of me. This can't be everything I see, that my canvas is incomplete. Your colour's everything to me and my canvas will set me free... (quoted from the song Lost in a portriat by Trapt)