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| At here you are able to view the written works done by me, I sort of considered them rather naive but it did kind of got me back thingking back then. It's kinda hard to believe all these rages you can get from people........ Just wondering if YOU ever had the same feeling ^^ |
This is an old poem I did in year 2000, sharply reflecting the unfait feeling I had at school with these snobby people. I never want to shed one tear again After seeing your back With other people whom I hated The laughters and banterings are The thorns that tear the old wounds The bells are the saviors that pull me from the meaningless Gawking at the tedious articles Avoiding the dark side the Desperation is driving me Fomiddably it pounced towards me Ducking dopely with few scars remain Bleeding like mad Yet my conscience tell me “Get a life!” |
| This is a poem I did for Religious Education, it tells the emotions of a stressed teenager and what she really wanted and needed. Actually our teacher wanted us to write what these stress can cause tragedy to teens and to look more closely this poem isn't being specific enough and not finished ('cause she doesn't give us enough time ><) but ah well, i think she' satisfied with this anyway ^^ Every school day seemed like a piece of paper Prepared to be stained by Splotches of insults and laughs From the same superior people I’m always hiding Hiding away myself My ugliness My circus clown-like performances Last of all My own defenseless soul These whom I though were my friends Are nothing more than arrogant roosters They stride around showing off their feathers And peck you hard on the hearth in you When their eyes reflected the Difference of the way I am I’m so pathetic that even The class-clowns won’t accept me They laugh away their fantastic lives While I wept for my ruins If dating guys and dressing up Are the ways that our age do Then I’d rather return to the time When everybody just played clays They school works are suffocating me Like ice cold heavy chains The superior people including my loved ones Are the ones hat threw stones at me Whilst the tortures I’m already bearing I can’t take this anymore No one is real The whole world is all messed up Like being poured with Sulphuric Acid Misshaping everything I stormed out of the house Leaving the old hag screaming behind |
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