Yes! You are a blank board. A lowly creature of meaninglessness. No substance. No life. No love to give but selfish pangs of monetary motivations.

The world spits on you; yet, you still have the guts to spit back. The nerve! Deterioration of human existence started & ended with you. Your DNA’s a bunch of hyperventilating ego-feeding worms. Your own hands stripped you off of dignity.

How in this side of the universe did you ever survive? Ah! I forgot that you belong to the family of leeches… sucking other people’s hard-earned blood. And still, you ain’t contented of what you have. You crave for more. You dream of becoming a princess. But you ended the Queen of the Dumb! Good for you! Serves you right! The title suits you…

For in wanting to gain everything… you have won to nothing… lost every bit of yourself. This is you. And you claim to be fine? Huh! You damn know too well you are not. You weren’t created for this purpose. You weren’t intended to be a slut.

Tabula Rasa! The words that you say are void… they reflect an impaired ego & an injured soul. And you say you’re okay? Think again! You have shut your mind to logic & reason. You have ceased to recognize them. You remain pretending to be who you are not. You are trapped in your own delusions that you barely see what is real. What is not. You remain stuck in the lies you have carefully maneuvered… that you & other people may believe. These are your dreams that never came true. Unforgiving. Leading you to your own damnation, Queen of the Damn or Dumb… choice is yours.

Tabula Rasa!