Sometimes I stare out of the window and think about taking flying lessons.
As a person, I lived by this rigid and stubborn principle,
that is, if it is my fault, I acknowledge and apologise.
However, if it isn't mine, I never will, I never did.
Which is why I'm feeling so particularly sore and upset over the whole incident.
My friends know me as a proud person,
I know myself as an arrogant person.
Because I never did apologise for a crime I did not commit.
But to salvage whatever is left, damage control have to be done, at all costs.
That readily includes my dignity.
I wouldn't have mind so much if it was someone else,
but the matter revolving around you aggravates the condition.
So seriously just kill me.
I see no point in seeing you whenever I turn my back or in a corner,
I don't want to spend my life turning away whenever I see you.
So please, spare me.