poetry

It's not all dirty, it's not all clean

It's so much more than it seems

Life was cold, harsh and mean

Filled with tears of broken dreams.

Reaped whatever it is I wished to find

At sixes and sevens that I may be

Never thought that life would ever be kind

For nothing can be so gracious with me

Throw it all out - throw it away

Nothing left to cry for - nothing left to say

Kept it it all in check - kept the emotions at bay

But enough is enough - let's end it today

- anis -

I realise this sounds kind of uhmmm moody and dark. lol. AKU STRESS laaah~! pasal the stupid coming of tests and then group assignments and shiiiittt~ end of year exams will be soon and such. I need a break. I was feeling so negative and pessimistic. I was about to go crazy when it dawned on me I should find a more creative outlet in which to channel this negativity... lol. Thus, the results are what you see up there. Hmmm...