Who is that loser in that mirror, whom drooping eyes downcast with so much sorrow and hate? Turning my heads… water from the shower pours down on me leaving me with trail of unhappiness. Why does it hurts that much… even when the water beat on me… rounding its way down my body and into the drain, simply draining every happiness and strength to carry on… What is it that rolls down now? Is it tears or water…
As I sit in one corner of my room, darkness engulfs me and seems to find its way into my frail heart; into my soul, filling up every space that once filled with memories. Losing myself into the prowling night light, I stripped myself of everything I have within me… all I could find were pieces of me seemly mocking at me with the word “uselessness”. Ever the air from the air conditioner that once felt right seems to bring winter into my space… a confined one.
Beaten by the friction causes by my life, I laid aside gazing into the night sky. Once a sky so bright and nice now seems so dull and fright.
What is it in my life, which seems not so right…?
That covers with so much regrets and so much fright.
Something back there seems like pulling me inside… hands stretch out so far and wide. Finding no reason to stand up right, I fall into these hands that seem so nice… hands that come from my sorrows and my prides.
What can I do to find go back right? All I see now is pitch dark causing fright… an endless pit of shame and envy-ness.
Now my road doesn’t seem so bright anymore, just let me sit down and laid aside… tortured by all my shame and pride. Just let me burn with them to keep myself alive. How can I escape from my life? A circle of endless debris of my weakness in light… Hoping that I will fall tired and rest all night… keeping myself sleeping… lasting all life.
- Simon, prickled by thorns in his life...
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who is that loser in the mirror... - Saturday, December 16, 2006 @ 12:01:00 AM
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who is that loser in the mirror... - Saturday, December 16, 2006 @ 12:01:00 AM
Who is that loser in that mirror, whom drooping eyes downcast with so much sorrow and hate? Turning my heads… water from the shower pours down on me leaving me with trail of unhappiness. Why does it hurts that much… even when the water beat on me… rounding its way down my body and into the drain, simply draining every happiness and strength to carry on… What is it that rolls down now? Is it tears or water…
As I sit in one corner of my room, darkness engulfs me and seems to find its way into my frail heart; into my soul, filling up every space that once filled with memories. Losing myself into the prowling night light, I stripped myself of everything I have within me… all I could find were pieces of me seemly mocking at me with the word “uselessness”. Ever the air from the air conditioner that once felt right seems to bring winter into my space… a confined one. Beaten by the friction causes by my life, I laid aside gazing into the night sky. Once a sky so bright and nice now seems so dull and fright. What is it in my life, which seems not so right…? That covers with so much regrets and so much fright. Something back there seems like pulling me inside… hands stretch out so far and wide. Finding no reason to stand up right, I fall into these hands that seem so nice… hands that come from my sorrows and my prides. What can I do to find go back right? All I see now is pitch dark causing fright… an endless pit of shame and envy-ness. Now my road doesn’t seem so bright anymore, just let me sit down and laid aside… tortured by all my shame and pride. Just let me burn with them to keep myself alive. How can I escape from my life? A circle of endless debris of my weakness in light… Hoping that I will fall tired and rest all night… keeping myself sleeping… lasting all life. - Simon, prickled by thorns in his life... |
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 The Education : Republic Polytechnic [2007] : SIM (UOL) The NS : SCDF [2007 - 2009] Been with MOE as a relief teacher for the whole of last year after NS in August and currently with Adam Khoo assuming the role as Training assistant. |
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