♫ Untold Story of a Fool ♫

he sees me like I'm a weirdo

busy with my own world

never play with the society

she sees me like I'm a child

smile and laugh myself

never think the hard of life

I'm no a weirdo

I'm no a child

I'm me with my own thinking

maybe mine's different from you

you who born in a castle as your home

you who study all night at prestigious school

you who wear suit and gown on your wedding

and me, alone with no one cares

but at least, I'm more free than you

♫ Untold Story of a Bisexual Friend ♫

I hate it

hate when they laugh together

hate when they hold hands together

hate when they lovey-dovey freely

I hate it

because they can do it in front of me

I feel jealous

yes, jealous to him

jealous when he touches her forehead

jealous when he whispers at her ear

jealous when he hugs her from behind

I am angry

not to him but her

angry when she smiles for his chocolates

angry when she feels happy for his flowers bucket

angry when she sheds tears for his engaged ring

where the commitment they made up with me?

I hate it

because now they can have sex ..... without me