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Now Playing: Unbeautiful by Lesley Roy
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date: Saturday, August 4, 2007
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time: 11:31 PM
I hate it when someone comes up and tell me I'm wrong. Call me dogmatic, call me ignorant, call me obstinate for all I care. But let me tell you something. You aren't any better than I am. You think you're great? Then prove it!Okay here comes the real post (the first part I was hyperventilating after reading a story...I really should try not to get too emotionally involved...hmm...). Three posts in a day. Wow. Even the weirdest people don't do that (I think). I'm here this time to post a poem written by me...it's EMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, cos when I wrote it around 4-5 months ago, I was feeling like killing some of my friends. Yeah, now that that's over, let's post the poem! Be warned. It's emo. So if you don't like emo poems, don't read it. Depression At first, there was rejection They rejected me, threw me aside and acted as if I had never existed I tried to conform I tried to adapt I tried to work around the bend, getting to them But they always left that bend They always ran when I came They never did accept me No, they just pushed me into the depression bin Snorting, taunting, snarling, "Who do you think you are?" Depression sank in I did not bother I never really did, I realised No more conforming, I told myself No more adapting No moe working around the bend These fair-weathered friends can go awayfor all I care They chose that action, now they pay the price Alas, they did not care They never did, anyway "One more try..." I had thought "One last try..." Nothing worked Finally, suicide took over I picked up a penknife Aimed at my wrist And beofre it went down, they came to my mind Memories came back in Not good ones, but better than the rest Slowly, I lowered my hand And told myself, halfheartedly, "One last try..." ~END~ Copyrighted Look Woon Wei Ah ha, how was that? I really love writing, it's part of me I guess. Not all the time I write such emo stuff, but hey, I found another one! A Broken Smile A smile A very gentle smile A smile that is forced A smile that hides a broken face A smile, a facade No longer does that smile Come from the heart No longer does that smile Come due to pure joy It comes from the borken hope The shattered hopes That one day They would try at least To accept him But will they, in truth? "It's okay," he told himself "I'll wait..." "With my broken smile..." ~END~ Copyrighted Look Woon Wei Yeah sure, I assure you, I am not those people in the poems I write. Fine, I sink into that emotion, but hey, I'm not that EMO!!! Anyway, I just found outthat Samuel Tay of 1E ain't that bad a poet (I just found out today, after visiting his blog. I just never thought that many people will write poems on their own accord so...)! I'll link his blog, soon...meanwhile, you guys jusy click on this link: http://www.walk-myjourneyhome.blogspot.com/ Ah...what a nice day...before Tution Day sinks in...bah...9 min to midnight, and I'm still awake when I ought to wake up a 7 tomorrow. But I'm not that bad. Kala sleeps at 8pm...shh... Regards, Woon Wei |