monday today
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CAN YOU REMEMBER?
I remember those days,
You were following me,
You siting at the back of the coach bus in pair staring at me,
And you shy away from the camera,
You seem really nice, perhaps not wanting to be known.
And my stressed up stituation,
What is going in my mind,
Everything is driving me crazy,
My parents, my classmates and teacher seem to be shouting all the time at me
Getting me lost in darkness and hostile world, bleeding inside out.
The clouds and mist blows on my short hair and the stench,
You know I still got you in the back of my mind the moment I see you on the escalator.
Yes I have misguided childhood,
I did shout at the mirror in my hotel room,
I didn't know what I was doing,
You seem like the secret police I swear.
For a moment I felt, you are listening....
My Dad isn't best but I know what is right and what is wrong,
I didn't dare to oppose my Dad.
I am sorry for taking your newspaper,
My Dad is prehaps rather stingy,
He finds it waste but I,
Just want it to read it....
Do you remeber siting on the stairs,
I almost scream out, but you ran down real fast.
And in my head, you were there, I know it all along.
Hey just make you prensence known to me.
Whatever did I do to make you take an interest in me.
Because I am still scared, still confused of you.
I like to eat a curry puff, just to kill some time,
Some time before my Dad comes to pick me up,
I am so scared of being lonely and I am so bored,
Nobody to talk to so I pick the corner seat,
But then I see you staring at me,
The look was so confusing,
You walk away but I do know that you are watching me.
Do you remeber siting on the stairs,
Do you remember seeing me remove my white shoes?
I almost took a jump but then I realised you were looking at me,
And in my head, you were there, I know it all along.
Hey just make your prensence known to me.
Whatever did I do to make you take an interest in me.
Because I am still scared, still confused of you.
Time just flies hey look I am sixteen now,
I would like to make things clear, but I am not sure if it is all my imagination.
After those train rides, and you send someone to accompany me in the lone train,
But you seem to lose interest so now I went home alone....
Do you remember my very first relationship,
I gave a guy a heart sign,
And you seem to be shocked,
And my conversation with my flower girl partner on guys and materialistic girls.
You thought that I didn't that you are listening?...
But you still haunt my memories,
Because I have no idea what is your motive,
I hope you think good of me,
And I hope I have a nice file.
Hopefully it will not affect my chances at a government job.
I am still trying to find a good me,
After those years of hell,
And hopefully I can a future of my own.
Can you remember, whatever I did?
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A stalker?
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Monday again! Some ppl very inconsiderate, only late last night then toldme I start wk very early today. Consequence is I fear cannot work up on time I did not sleep whole night.
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Originally posted by Mr Milo:
A stalker?
Yes, that stalker is still around.
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:lol:
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Originally posted by SJS6638:
Yes, that stalker is still around.
Ya lor, stalker is laughing some more
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Originally posted by Summer hill:
Ya lor, stalker is laughing some more
You be very wary of the stalker.
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Originally posted by SJS6638:
Monday again! Some ppl very inconsiderate, only late last night then toldme I start wk very early today. Consequence is I fear cannot work up on time I did not sleep whole night.
Monday is forever the blue day for everything -
Originally posted by ArJoe:
Monday is forever the blue day for everythingYa. Hope to rest early today.
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That jump
If I took that jump,
Will you miss and want me back,
Regret everything and anything...
If I fasten the cable,
And my face turns red rapidly,
As I desperately grasp to free myself,
I can't turn back and undo a cable cuff.
I want to free myself from everything,
Bullied daily, on the edge of the desperation rat city,
I could only ran under the cover of being fine.
And I feared that I wouldn't be fine,
Cause I be either burning or wandering,
Will you send me away from regrets.
I can really pictured it now,
Cameras flashing and you running,
Trying to talk to reporters,
And rush in to calm the wave of writers,
Who are all going sweep over my funeral,
The yellow curtains blocking the sunlight,
And you crying out for justice.
But I had enough.
Ain't life a bed of roses,
And I want your love so much,
But there's no sunlight in the spiritless world.
Bury me now honey.
This world has no place for me.
A report for my death,
A story of my life,
A lot of people will be listening,
And it worth so much more.
Some life are like Da Vinci's.
Only to worth more than they die.
The school let me down,
the teachers let me down,
Everyone let me down.
No mercy given, why should give them the mercy now?
The final jump, a message send out.
Hey journalist, look at me now.
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Originally posted by ArJoe:
Monday is forever the blue day for everythingeveryday is the same just some days get better or get worse, but quality as average Sgrean is getting worse.
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Summerhill's post reminds me of post where a China student jumped out of the window in the classroom to commit suicide. Summerhill, are you referring to that case?
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better treasure life and what you have or have not, not easy but when you look back those memories...
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happy april's fool!
if you have any heart condition, is pregnant. please do not click. only young healthy people with a healthy heart can watch.
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mid week again.
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:lol:
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evening :lol:
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Weekend oredi.
