Saturday, June 12, 2004 .

so...it's one of those mornings when i feel like writing a poem.
before it starts, i already know it's gonna suck cos it's semi-impromtu.
the title as it is, is already grammatically unsound.

Full of void

my life's a mess,
and i dont know what it's about.
i dont have much time,
to get it sorted out.
i know what i need,
and i know what i want.
i need to go to uni,
but i know that i cant.
im used to failure,
it's in failure that i was born.
but it's a terrible feeling,
inside me - im torn.
why do i always end up the wrong way?
why is it that nothing turns out okay?
not just my studies,
my social life too.
it's a fucking big mess,
i dont know what to do.
i feel im losing my friends,
little by little.
the cords in my network
slowly get brittle.
it wouldnt take much to make it all crumble.
so at this moment, i cant afford to fumble.

it's quite screwed up,
if you care to ask me.
but im suppose to be fine,
how bad can life be?
im in OCS,
oh so what.
you can take it if you want.
i dun give a rats ass.
screw the army, it's a piece of shit.
2years of my time and im done with it.

i cant stop complaining about how much life sucks.
but still, i dun really give a fuck.
i need someone to set it right.
but i dont expect anyone to.
no one can understand this
and i dont think anyone should.

How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd.

but i've found my happiness in the depths of this.
it'a a flicker of light like a candle in the wind.
so fragile, so delicate, so precious.
to extinguish the flame would be to flip the balance.
to tilt my scale, to throw my life into a beautiful oblivion.

hold in my hand this sigh of relief,
this little pocket called self belief.

Impossible is Nothing,
bullshit i say.
impossible are many things.
you just need to find the way.

if a mountain stands in your way,
you dont need to move it to get to the other side.

once again...i dont know what im writing.

screaming infidelity at 9:16 AM
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