Tuesday, February 27, 2007
"It's ok, just let it all out."

Just a few drops of colourless grief
is said to be able to achieve
a much needed temporary sense of relief.

"Go on, it helps, trust me."

Shaking your shoulders silently
is said to cover up the puddle of self-pity
you so desperately want to wallow in.

"Just look on the bright side."

Don't you know? The silver lining is just a myth
to ease young children's minds with.
There has never been any silver in gray clouds.

Oh so many sympathetic faces staring stupidly at me.
It seems my tear-stained cheeks are quite a sight to see.

So if my puffy cheeks and red-rimmed eyes
don't look too obscene.
Then line up and pay five cents
to see the 'Misery-Queen.'

In the above lines,
sorrowful subtext and sarcasm is implied.
Because it's painfully obvious
that whoever said 'crying helps' lied.

___________________________________________

Yet another poem inspired by yet another one of those days.

1.Life On The Murder Scene DVD.
2.New inhaler, dammit.
3.Lyon by Washburn electric guitar(If you know which I'm talking about.)
4.Skeleton Hoodie!
5. Do well in my O' levels.(Well duh.)

Xina// Shenn// Aimee// Rasidin// Shawn// Kelly// Bee// Angiie// Yeeping// Serlina// HuiTeng// Christopher// Leo-the-great// HuiYi// Stephanii