Indifference

I wish you well.

Ok. I lied.

I don't wish you well.

HAHA. Caught you there, didn't I? I don't usually wish people well. I wish them all the viper venom available in the underworld.

If you agreed with that statement, you have really demonised me.

I am a good person. Or at least I try to be. I really do wish some people well. Just that I don't blog about them much, really. I like to focus on the pain, the bitterness and the ugliness.

But today, I'll do something different.

I shall be indifferent. You won't see the expression on my face. I have put up a pokerface. I am a robot. Untouchable. No feeling.

You can go ahead and do all the stupid things you have been doing for the past 24 hours. Setting those lofty goals you know are going to crash and burn in 5 minutes. The time doesn't matter. You're just going to sit there like a dog dinner, waiting to turn bad.

I'm not going to bother being mean, or evil. I never intended for that anyway. You just continue your wonderful work. The wonderful work you have been doing to make a fool of yourself. You make plenty of people sick, but not me. I no longer get sick at the sight of you.

There's only one emotion I am in touch with when you come into the picture - pity.

You pitiful, pitiful thing.

You thought you would win, didn't you?

You sad little poodle. Run along now, go back home with your tail tucked between your legs. You have made as much impact as a maple leaf has in Niagara Falls.

You have my sympathy.

I hope you choke over it.

Pokerface - Lady Gaga