Late-night musing

i have always been someone who found it extremely difficult to deal with unfairness in any form. But somehow, i was taught lessons, made to believe and accept this phenomenon. Although i constantly remind myself how inevitable this shit can be, sometimes i still cannot come to terms with it.

to me, input has to equate with output.

It was not the case for many times for me and i know very well how lil difference i can make to the unfairness that was taking place before me. How do i put it?

Some of us were born in safe places like SG and some born in starving places like Africa. what's fair and what's not.

i think enough has been said.

i am just quite fed up with some stuff at home, and this whole idea.