It is what it is.

I wonder how worse it could be.

Being tortured by sports injury, making myself a total useless piece of  old scrap.

The day I came out from the room, I know everything will be different.

But not like this.

I was not prepared for this.

I thought it couldn't got worse,

not until I came to KL.

To pursue my so called dream.

Being the only guy is hard enough already.

Being tortured by sports injury makes it harder for me.

It's always like this,

when I thought things will be better, it all just fell apart and strikes right back at me again.

I hate myself so much.

I know it's so wrong to feel in a way like this.

But I lost everything I had before.

Yeah... maybe I just can't adapt to such drastic change of environment.

No, I was not like this.

I couldn't even recognized myself anymore.

No more Bryan Chan,

No more Nero Hero.

I am all nothing but zero.

How pathetic...

I slim down so much that I hate it actually,

I couldn't play no more sports all thanks to that fucked up spine I have.

I find nothing to call home here.

You might felt that it's pointless that because I'm just here to study.

But you're wrong,

it's my way of life.

I need to find something to place my faith in to keep me standing.

Yes I don't need friends.

But it's college,

I'm forced to work with people.

And when I was forced to work with someone I can't even communicate with,

things will always turn bad for me.

I would choose to work alone,

that's all because I know I'm better off when I'm alone.

But it is what it is, i can't change shit.