The One Behind The Screen I really wonder who you are The one behind the screen. Are you a girl, a boy, A college student Or a businessman? I really wonder who you are The one behind the screen. Do we know each other in real #life? Because I really wish we do. I really wonder who you are The one behind the screen. Do you enjoy the sound of my screams So much that you have to torture me? I really wonder who you are The one behind the screen. Are you finally happy now When watching me in pain and agony. I really wonder who you are The one behind the screen. I really wish I never met you, For I can feel your hands right now, Wrapped around my neck.

Witch Witch. People think of old hags when they hear this word. Witch. The antagonist of every story. Witch. The one who lures children into a candy house. Witch. The one who eats children. Witch. The one with the evil laughter. I have that evil laughter. I really wonder, Should I have chosen such a vile name?

Someone once told me I talked a lot. I was outspoken, and it was a good thing. I was always the one who broke awkward silences, The one who started conversations, Trying to make everyone have a little more fun, A little happier. Someone else told me I talked a lot. Too much in fact. It was annoying, how I talked about things they knew nothing about, How they would zone out once I started talking. 'If you knew what I was talking about, Why would I tell you about it again?' I wondered. Someone once made a face when I shared a story. "I talked too much," she said, "Everyone hated it." 'Okay.' I thought. 'I'll shut up now.' Silence became my best friend for a while. I have to thank those people who introduced us. Perhaps keeping quiet wasn't too bad after all. Someone then told me I was too quiet. We were having a gathering, A somewhat cheerful event. A little too loud for me. Suddenly, there was the peace I wished for. An awkward silence I enjoyed. Eyes turned to me, expecting me to say something like I always did. I didn't. "Why are you so quiet recently? It's so unlike you." Yeah... I wonder why.

Just Where Did That Smile Go To? Where did that smile go? I remember so many years ago, You taught me how to swim, Despite how the cold water was bad for you. You didn't care. I remember so many years ago, You would praise my artwork, Despite how they were ugly no matter how many times I see it. You didn't care. I remember so many years ago, You would tell me that I was a good girl when I washed the dishes, Despite how there were traces of soap here and there, A grain of rice still stuck on the bowl. You had to wash all of the plates again. You didn't care. I remember just a week ago, We sat on the sofa, with the TV blaring. We were looking through my childhood photos. When I was younger, cuter, less rude, more obedient. We laughed at the faces I made, Those awkward smiles with a few teeth missing. I remember just this morning, I wished you a happy new year. Another year had passed, it's now 2014. I've grown up, even just a little, No longer that little girl with the awkward smile. I expected a warm greeting, A kind smile like the one I saw everyday as I grew up. But my hopes crashed down, with just one sentence of yours. What have I done wrong? "Happy new year? I'm not happy at all!" What a great way to start the year. Just where did that smile go to?