countdown of 4 days....
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-Old and Happy Memories-
my memories are being recalled every seconds as i can say by myself....
i can hear the echoes of how happy am i with my old buddies....
i can hear the echoes of how happy am i singing along with my buddies and schoolmates when i was in elementary school... singing the Independence Day of Malaysia's song...
Pride of Malaysia...
Pride of Malaysians...
Bravery of Malaysian's Warrior...
It's what we always heard in Malaysia
"I am proud to be Malaysian"
but the problem is...
our government....
do you think it is a peaceful area here in Malaysia guys?
well i think not...
more and more racist and fights is coming....
fighting against the government...
You are also one of the cause of this....
you ate our money with nothing but a paper
you used us and throw us away
that what makes the citizens mad and go chaos on you!
Satu Malaysia : this logo and quote made by you is just a speech
in the end it became
SAPU MALAYSIA
in translation
One Malaysia = Clear Malaysia
try and figure out what's the meaning
can't get it?
yeah... Clearing the citizen's money and life
that's what the government is trying to do....
the memories of the brave warriors are all useless...
their pride... their bravery... what for they work so hard and turn up to be like this?
i don't understand it at all....
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-Memories of Echoes-
Seconds after seconds,
Minutes after minutes,
Hours after hours,
Days after days,
My memories keep being recalled back until i cried so hard....
recalled that i was being toyed and used...
recalled that my old buddies are separated far apart after we graduated from our elementary school...
those memories...
whether it is sad or happy...
i am still always carrying this pain and burden of my heart to every place and everywhere i go...
it is so painful and hard...
even risky i can say...
more and more pain are coming to me...
in the night...
sometime i woke up just to cry because i saw a slide picture of my piece of memories...
those pain i've been carrying for so long...
since i started to make friends til now...
i just wished that i can have all my friends to reunite in a place....
where it has a large green field...
a gigantic castle beside a seashore...
i wonder if the day would come...
right now what i only can do it depend on the website : FACEBOOK
it won't last long i know....
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-Sadness and Pain-
those pain and sadness i always been seeing...
what i saw and what i heard from the echoes of my memories are really gonna take me down....
getting emo so easily and making me look down like a just-break-up couple....
my heart are always linked to my friends...
whether they are bad or not....
i still think they are friends deep inside my heart....
it is so pointless that i still think that they are my friends...
they don't even think me as a friend but why do i think that they are my friends?...
is this even possible?
well, i think not....
what i only wanted is peace and happiness from my friends...
but i can't even achieve it...
all i get is being hurt again and again...
being used again and again...
being toyed again and again...
i can't do anything about it...
it's so absurd....
useless for me to do that...
can't even be cautious for what is coming towards me myself...
d-do they even think what i think?
do they even understand me?
i just wanted to know the answer
do you guys even understand what i think?
i can help you answer it
IT'S A NO!
most of you don't even understand me...
just go on what you want
do whatever you want on me without thinking it possible first or not
are these friends are like?
i don't wanna know more about my memories dammit
GET LOST !
why more and more memories of mine keep coming back!?
DAMN!!
can't i just forget these forever and start a new life?!
dammit!
man i wish i could make myself dead
more easier to settle it....
there's not even a best choice for me to live in this world...
i am born = like i'm not born
ignored...
used...
toyed...
then trashed aside...
moderately.. friends and friends of friends....
can't i even just have a peaceful life?
DAMN GOD WHY DO YOU EVEN USE ME TOO?!
I TRUSTED YOU
PRAYED SO HARD ON YOU
AND YOU DIDN'T CHOSE ME AS YOUR SON
WHAT JESUS WHATEVER SHITTY ASS IS IT I DO NOT BELIEVE YOUR EXSITENCE
Nothing is possible for me to make a reborn of myself!
Sadness and Darkness keep on growing inside my heart and consumes the light in it
And sends the light back to whence it came....
They prowl and growl inside my heart until i am dead,dried consumed by it...
I am just an useless piece of doll....
always used and trashed away....
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