You had your fun; then I have to do the explanations.
How mature.
And you, face it. No one likes the few of you.
It's not my fault that I'm not punished and you are.
Nothing's unfair, or rather, nothing's ever fair.
Just fucking suck it up, loser.
If you think you are so great,
prove it.
Because I've proven myself,
and I don't skive when I'm not supposed to.
I've tried my best to put myself in your shoes,
but the size don't fit, fortunately or not.
I fail to even comprehend your actions,
much less to come to an understanding with retards of your quality.
I can tell you I wasn't having headache that day,
I was simply pissed off.
That is no way to reward someone who slog his tongue off just to finish the task of someone else's.
I know the incentives will come, but the injustice in-between is not necessary.
I don't actually blame you for making such comments,
it's others at fault.
It's them being their childish self that caused such sensitive issues to arise.
They back-fired at themselves, just for the fun of it.
But then, your cannot escape your sins,
you are the one with red eyes, bitter heart, sour mind; the root.
But then again, maybe it's my fault.
Forgive me, then, for not being able to understand such subtle agony of yours.
But thank me people.
Even when I'm starting to slack off,
I'm definitely doing more than you idiots.
Face it, I'm more influential than you can even imagine.
Suck it up.
