THE bum’s hEre

boy, i looked as if i was gonna bite somebody wif that kinda profile. ahha…yeah..i need a change. change is good. SOMETIMES. yeah..so..life’s been…_____ for me .(fill in the blanks, macam budak tadika) experience is a good thing..whether it happens to be a bad or a good one. i’ve learned a lot this year itself n im only 17. ive got heaps waiting more for me. n i can’t wait:P

sometimes it hurts. but every single thing that happens has its reasons rite? n i believe that..there’s sure to be something good behind any pain, sorrow n it may seem like an eternity to find out what it is, coz u’ll be wondering, what the HECK did u do to get in this kinda shithole, but then God has His ways n means. the realization will come n hit u only when it’s unexpected. so yeah, who says im expecting anything?

there’ll be a lot of regrets..yeah..ho-hum, the same thing over n over again. but u’ll come out as a stronger person rite. well, that’s what they say, i sure do hope it’s true. its working allrite for now. ive learned to not pester, to leave, to let go. ive learned to be mentally prepared in anything for now. but it’s hard though..anything can submit in my mind anytime n then slowly start registering again n again blah blah blah.

stop asking urself un-mindful ques. it’s only gonne spoil everyone’s day n hey, u dun expect everyone to cry n share the pain u go thru wif u rite? nice ppl r endangered species n this new kind called two-faced faked whackos r taking over. bloody unfair. i wish i was borned in the 9th century or something. pooh.

but then again…all’s not so bad. once in a while, u’ll bump into a cute lil imp wif a grin so wide it covers half his face n u can’t help but smile back. those lil once-in-a-while moments i treasure most wif my closed ones. my family. my friends. or just a mere stranger who gives a me, a hey-u-look-familiar n hv-i-seen-u-before confused kinda smile.:) just thinking bout it makes me feel all jelly-like.:P

those smiles make everything seem allrite again.

A pretty massacre, u were…

Butterfly.

U made a frown into a smile.

Thee cried out loud for the nectar u want

i gave u the love, u shoo-ed me awain’t.

But then u came back, dear butterly..

when u needed the love, you’re satisfied.

what was i to u, masterpiece?

A piece of trash, that lost her virginity?

Or that idiot who lost her purest thing?

Did u hate me for that, hmm.. dear butterfly?

Loathed at the sight of me, whenever i come by?

River of love came pouring out,

I hated it, but i’ve got no one to let go.

Don’t take it back, not worth it am i?

Ditch me in that pretty hibiscus, y don’t u try?

Should i come back to you, should i decline,

that love u once gave me, once pure and blind.

like that sheet of paper in a spiraled glass,

unknown n confused to all that was in sight.

Contents unraveled, I, despair.

My heart crumbled, I, you didn’t care.

Dear butterfly, y so lovely r u?

A picturesque view..u caught by me.

i fell for your beauty..u stung me,

with your beautiful sound, your flutter of wings.

Thee now shall not come again,

for I will shoo u away, till u cling to your life.

Your vengeance towards me was enough,

To prove my last bit of purity ..was left behind.