Hollywood.

I can describe my life in one word. Hollywood. Yepp, its full of conspiracies and lies and deciet, but love care and kindness all at the same time. So who or what am I in Hollywood? Well, Hollywood itself. I am the entire place. Everyday i would watch people bustle in and bustle out and it all happens in a flash. Pun intended.

Then what does everything going on in Hollywood represent? My emotions, days, memories and what-not. We have the comedies, the sappy love movies, great music videos, sitcoms. On the othe hand, we have your oeras, dramas, competitions, etc etc. Have i learnt to dealt with it? Of course not. Im falling apart.

One day, some of those cameras and heavy studio lighting will blow me u and set me on fire. A fire so outrageous, nobody will even remember i existed. That is pretty scary. Well, i wont die literally, but whatever left roaming around my heart will b burnt to ashes and ill be emotionless, cold, heartless person.

I miss the people that left my life, and i doubt the new ones that come in. Everytime a person leaves, i trust the world less.