Rants, rants and more rants.

I'm like a fuse.
My ampere is lower than the current;
blows up when the current is too strong to handle.

I'm an "ah beng", a Singapore gangster.
This is what people deemed me as.
Condemned, punished, humiliated and framed.
What's more?
Life has been condemned by such idiots.

Stress in Lasalle.
A on going thing; making me sick.
People can handle the stress, but it ain't me.

I'm not a saint nor a deviant.
Neither am I Satan nor Lucifer.
Do not judge me by looks.

I may be friendly; scary too.
How you perceive, is judgement.
Till you know me better, then judge once more.