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Une fille comme moi
Je t'aime plus que hier, moins que demain ♥
Welcome to the blog of a 17yearoldgirl, where she posts her mindless musings and ramifications.
This is extremely private;
cos this is where she dreams, sleeps and cries.
She lives.
"We can catch buses and count our change and cross the roads and talk real sentences.
but our innocence goes awfully deep,
and our discreditable secret is that we don’t know anything at all,
and our horrid inner secret is that
we don’t care that we don’t."
tell me
Tuesday, May 30, 2006, 5:55 PM
Tell me, O Lord,
why shall I care about others
when my own life is in a mess?

Tell me,
why shall I try and patch things up
when I can't patch myself up?

Tell me,
why shall I care about that hole in the ozone,
when there's a hole in myself?

Tell me why shall I work hard
when i don't even know what it's about?

Tell me,
why they can do it and I cannot
why they can run but I can only hop.
why they have control and I have none
why I should try to please y'all
when it just seems so insignificant,
so trival, so tiny and small?

They don't care and I won't,
they will not and i cannot.
I have tried to give everything breath.
but none for myself.
so before I suffocate and die(in myself),
let me tell you all these lies in my life.

dat was jus sth random dat i wrote 4 fun...cos i din want 2 do my maths ws. bleh. 2dae we had choir...tmr oso. corinna made us sing the same phrase for more than 50 times bcos e A2s cant get their stuff rite. ughh now my throat feels a little dry from blasting so much. den after choir go wif frenz to coro to haf lunch...discovered dat cafe wadeva has now turned into cafe werribee only wif diff ppl operating it but quite e same food n everything still looked e same. we sat a bus wif our seniors there den got off at e wrong stop all bcos of Jelly =.= n den sat e bus immediately after e original one n got off jus as our seniors in e original bus got off...so malu. dotz. i ate grilled teriyaki chicken n rice for 4 bucks. mm tmr still gg bc 2 choir 2 blast somemore. it helps actually cos i totally opened up my throat n my voice was focused yay! =) here's another "poem":

Hyprocrite
You shook off your shadow,
removed your mask.
Took flight
and I couldn't see who you are.
seems like
all along you're only pretending
to be
someone you're not.
You couldn't see past who you are
you're paper-thin, so easy to cut
You're hiding
away from yourself.