Dear PEOPLE

Everyone dreams to be born with good PEOPLE around them, in fact it does not. Sometimes I am blessed to be  with PEOPLE I love and can understand me just the way I am, in contrary it feels like wanna give a sweetest stab to horrible PEOPLE but still I can't. You know being a person means that I have to perish my ego, my mad, my misunderstanding aside and show what PEOPLE want. My heart never says 'yes' to be polite and smile to all PEOPLE I know. Perhaps, only some PEOPLE know that it's not me while I am trying. I have thought that the world should give some twins to help and to save a person for some cruel time. I mean we need our own copy that behaves us like what we should be treated. In the end, I just understand of why we need PEOPLE to love and PEOPLE to hate, that's because we are human, we need a HAPPY and a while SAD,