Saturday, April 12, 2008
Broken this fragile thing now
And I can't, I can't pick up the pieces
And I've thrown my words all around
But I can't, I can't give you a reason
I feel so broken up (so broken up)
And I give up (I give up)
I just want to tell you so you know
Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you
You are my only one
I let go, but there's just no one that gets me like you
You are my only, my only one
Made my mistakes, let you down
And I can't, I can't hold on for too long
Ran my whole life in the ground
And I can't, I can't get up when you're gone
And something's breaking up (breaking up)
I feel like giving up (like giving up)
I won't walk out until you know
Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you
You are my only one
I let go, but there's just no one that gets me like you
You are my only my only one
Here I go so dishonestly
Leave a note for you my only one
And I know you can see right through me
So let me go and you will find someone
Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you
You are my only one
I let go, but there's just no one, no one like you
You are my only, my only one
My only one
My only one
My only one
You are my only, my only one
i scored at 5:09 PM
Monday, July 02, 2007
Goodbye Mrs Leicester.
You will always live in our hearts.
We love you.
Someday we will meet again.
As for now,we all know that you are safe in god's arm.
Goodbye our friend.
Thursday, June 28, 2007
The art stops now.
Silents filled the room.
Just two weeks ago,we were still joking and laughing together.
Now,you are gone forever
leaving us with memories of the times we had spent together.
Never did i thought that this day would come.
I ask the Lord above,to answer my prayers.
I prayed so hard that you would come back.
But, that wouldn't be fair.
I now know that you're happy where you are.
Safe in the arms of Jesus,without any cares.
Don't take too long to say I love you to the ones you love.
Cause time has a habit of slipping away.
Turn away to say goodbye.
With each and every word that passes by.
Like a distant memory.
The last day of art lesson,which was the last time that i heard your voice,
you came to be and smacked my back.
You said that i've been a naughty student recently.
I replied you laconically.Ignoring you totally.
Filled with regrets,we never had a picture with you.
We never make you feel proud and good.
All that we have now are the memories of the times
we talk about donuts,wanton mee and all the nice foods.
The times we shared dirty and stupid jokes,
the times we make you so fed up that you used vulgarities,
that caused us to break into laughters
and most of all,the times we've spent laughing at each other.
Would you please ask us to "Shut Up" one more time?
Would you please call us a bitch one more time?
Anything that you want.
Just once more.
We promise you that we will be good and do you proud.
We promise you that we will complete the piece of work
that we have done half-way together.
You are our teacher,our closest friend.
In loving memories,Mrs Lester we love you.
i scored at 11:28 PM
Thursday, June 14, 2007
ONCE UPON A TIME,
THERES A CUTE LITTLE GIRL, IN PRIMARY SCHOOL.
SHE WAS GOING HOME AFTER SOME CANT-RMB-WHAT
-THING-THAT-SHE-HAS-TO-GO-BACK-TO-SCH,
THEN SHE SAT ON THE BUS STOP CHAIR. THE OLD ONE.
YOU KNOW, THREE SEATS, PAINTED ORANGE ONE? MM.
SO YOU CANT SEE WHATS BELOW THAT KIND.
SO THE INNOCENT GIRL WAS JUST KICKING AND KICKING,
THE KIND OF KICKING UNDER THE CHAIR THAT SOME PEOPLE ALWAYS DO.
THEN SHE HEARD SOUNDS OF CRYING,
SHE WAS LOOKING AROUND TO SEE WHO WAS CRYING,
BUT NO, THERES NO ONE IN SIGHT. THEN SHE SAW A MOTHER CAT AND TWO KIDS AND THOUGHT THE KIDS WERE CRYING.
BUT, NOT LONG AFTER THAT, SHE ACCIDENTALLY KICKED SOMETHING.
IT WAS, A CAT'S HEAD.SHE FREAKED OUT.
CAUSE THE CAT WENT BACK UNDER THE SEAT.
THEN SHE RAN TO THE TREE THERE.
THEN SHE STARE AT THE CAT,THE CAT STARE AT HER.
THEN FINALLY, HER SAVIOUR, BUS 184 CAME.
AND SHE HURRIEDLY FLAG FOR THE BUS.
AND BOARD THE BUS, WHILE LOOKING BEHIND TO SEE IF THE CAT WAS FOLLOWING.
BECAUSE THE CAT WAS WANTING TO RAN TOWARDS HER,
WHEN SHE WAS AT THE TREE.
AND THE GIRL WENT HOME, CRYING.
THE END.
AUTHOR: LIN XUNQI
i scored at 12:59 AM
Sunday, May 27, 2007
Why does everything turned out like that.
Im tired of everything.
Dnt make me hate you.
Im serious!
You have changed.
So damn much that i no longer know you anymore.
Nothing is special anymore.
The few hours have changed to few minutes.
This is just disheartening.
Smiling is just so hard now.
i scored at 2:22 PM
Friday, April 20, 2007
Some people become fearful
Because it may mean that things will get worse
To the optimist it is encouraging
Because things may get better
It can be threatening
And can be something no one ever wants to face
It can be worse than the unimaginable
But something that needs to be dealt with
Some people break down
Just thinking that they can't go on
Others feel abandoned
Left all by themselves
Some embrace it
See it as hope not as despair
Then there are those who are consumed by it
And nothing matters anymore
For something this simple
Only being one word
Sometimes said so light heartedly
Without realizing what it actually means
But when the time comes
You'll never forget
That one little word
And all that it meant
It's never really easy
When it's actually the truth
Just that one word
Goodbye to you
i scored at 9:22 PM
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Broken promises
But you don't really mind
It's not the first time and you know it
Don't you know
Tell me why it is you only smile inside
But when you break me into nothing
Don't you know
It's not like I haven't tried over and over again
Stupid fights, wrong or right
Goodbye
I remember when you came with me that night
We said forever, that you would never let me go
But here I am again
With nothing left inside
Know I don't wanna
But I gotta let you go
You're the one mistake I really didn't mind
So beautiful, unmerciful
It took me down
Too little and too late
See now I know your kind
You fake it easy just to please me
Don't you know
It's not like we haven't tried over and over again
Sleepless nights, wrong or right
Goodbye
I gotta let you go
It's you
There's nothing I can do
i scored at 1:50 AM
