YOU gather ur own circle of troops upstairs.
YOU left us.blank. stuck in d gloomy basement.
i hate.
when people assume i dont do my work.
but i want to do work!. but orders was none in between.
u boss around. with workload dat u dont ave to be burden with.
tapi u want it all. so dont complain. dont moan.
oh syco dictator.
i've been there.. experience hell with u...u cant work in a team...bighead.
still. d scars wont heal. susah kalau kau bapak arrogant*
there is a nile between us. dat parts the way for us to merge as a unit. u cant shout orders over the void. because ur voice was never heard by us. get dat?
*oh dinner jpd.
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