Saturday, December 13, 2008
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Monday, November 10, 2008
Friday, November 7, 2008
Monday, November 3, 2008
aku mahu menulis panjang
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There are two things to worry about.
Whether you are well or ill.
If you are well then there is nothing to worry about.
If you are ill then there are two things to worry about.
Whether you live or die.
If you live then there is nothing to worry about.
If you die then there are two things to worry about.
Whether you go to Heaven or Hell.
If you go to Heaven then there is nothing to worry about.
If you go to Hell....
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                                                                                                                 'akhirnya'
aku tidak lagi mahu menaip, dan berkata-kata panjang. it will the first and the last here .
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Monday, October 27, 2008
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Monday, October 20, 2008
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Thursday, October 9, 2008
bila diri dipandang rendah
Some guy dumped you for some one better,
Some little whore that gets much wetter.
Some parent told you you were way to wild,
Some guy named Daddy beat you as a child.
It's the same sob story,
Day in and day out.
Everywhere around the globe,
Another kid pouts.
Just because your life is off,
Doesn't mean you're alone in the boat.
Other kids have it just as bad,
Remember that before you get mad...
So you slit your wrists a little too deep,
So your mom caught you with a little bit of weed.
So your friend decided that you were dirty,
So that guy said it wouldn't just be flirting.
It's the same sob story,
Whoever you are.
Everywhere around the world,
Where the other kids are.
Just because your life is weird,
Doesn't mean you can't keep afloat.
Other kids have it worse than you,
Remember that when you feel a little blue...
Maybe your parents treat you like low,
Maybe you had a little too much blow.
Maybe your boyfriend beats you in the dark,
Maybe he meant to leave those scars.
It's the same sob story,
Where ever you go,
Everyplace on the map,
Another kid knows.
Just becase your life is wrong,
Doesn't mean you're alone in the world.
A million other kids have the same damn thing,
Remember that when your done crying...
So your world crashed down on you last night,
So you took all the asprin to make it feel right.
So your boyfriend laughed when you told him you cared,
So the nobody noticed when you really wern't there.
It's the same sob story,
What ever you do.
Every little kid,
Has another one too.
Just because your life isn't perfect,
Doesn't mean you're the one who should be.
Everyone else has their problems too,
Remember that before we lose you...
Labels: poem
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
ketika waras. ingat bukan sesiapa
So stare me down
Taste me bit by bit
Let me know when your threw with me
You don’t see
All the pain
That you’re getting me into
All you do is cry
Send the selfish Vibrations hence
Thrust me they’re of no offence
There nothing you can to hurt me now
Stuff your face of into the pillow of
I’ve done it be for
Why do I break theses hearts?
I can not stand my fucking self
Why should I live?
Is what she said to her self?
One more single cut
And it will be over now
Now tell quick
From one last breath
Tell me
From all that of done to you
Do you love me so?
Labels: poem
reading..
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