Do you?

Hmm.. do you bother keeping past messages?

Maybe that's why i'm still where i am now.

hmmmm

Because

Because I understand what it means to take care of someone and being left alone by everyone else

Really?

Why do people even bother when they don't really care?

Underlying motives.

Motives that you do not want to know of.

It's tiring to console and applease people isn't it.

Then whatever for?


Kok is tired.

Nice poems to look through and think about

Was surfing through the net and found some nice literature stuff lol share with u guys.

Poems.


And Where Were You?
by Valerie

I never thought I'd see this day,
I never thought I'd feel this way,
You...a stranger to me now.
I'm left with emptiness...
I wish I knew how it could be,
That we were once so open and free.
You were like my brother..
yet so much more
I wish I would have seen what I see now before.
For, I did not and it's too late...
My friend, my lover once, is now unknown.
And what hurts the most is I now know..
What I lost.. and I'm alone.
To face a challenge life has sent,
And not a moment with you I've spent.
I hope one day I can forgive you, my friend..
I miss you....
Why did you go?


Losing A Piece Of My Soul
by Jasmine Johnston

I came to you the hour I was in pain
Looking for answers, I cried to you in vain.

I shared the many skeletons hiding in my heart,
I knew then you'd be my friend,I knew it from the start.

Troubles ran like rivers, flowing through my life,
You picked the pieces up and help me through my strife.

When home wasn't home to me no more,
You opened up your heart, and opened up the door.

We cried into night until the early morn.
We solaced each other's pain and shared our many thorns.

As time flew, the air grew thick,
I saw our friendship fading,
and my heart grew sick.
The day had arrived,

When it was time to say goodbye.
Now I sit alone,
reminiscing the past I'd blown.


Goodbye
by Rosebud

Well maybe now I should just say goodbye
You used to be my friend
But I never felt I really was yours
So maybe this is the end.
I'm different from you, all of you
Each other we've never understood
I hope that if I do tell you goodbye
That it won't be for good.
Whenever I'm mad it hurts me so bad
And you don't even care
I don't know why, I just want to cry
And someday I won't be there.
The streaks on my arm they've done me no harm
They're only made of pen
But once they are blood that turns brown like mud
They'll be there again and again.
If I'm mad at you I'll hurt myself too
But that doesn't really matter
Although when I hurt I feel like dirt
And my spirit's bruised and battered.
I do not know why it has to be so
I really wish it did not
But the way this has been going
it is basically shot.
You don't need me and we don't need we
And that's how I think I know why
These words are the ones I have to speak-
I love you, but goodbye.

Nice ah? Lol.

Kok Wey feels like 1 litre of tears. LOL

what an expression sia.

Had a funny day during PT today. supposed to only run 3 rounds but got caught by encik for laxing so ran 4 rounds instead haha. should have been 5 though =X

hmmmm...

humans need to know how to save themselves from pain.

Emotions are scary.

Very scary.