Something To Call My Poetry

Thursday, October 18, 2007

Am I that hated?
Until you need to run away from home and go to the office?
I have had enough in my office today
You treat me like shit just because
You didn't get to go to the place you want to eat?

I'm fucking tired of everything
That I have to make up for everything?
You are one of those people
who wants to hurt my feeling
Just because it's fun to see me getting hurt

You all can ignore me
You all can leave me alone
Maybe nobody would care even if I die!

Bad Mood

Suddenly I hate everybody
They said things to hurt me
Even my lover shows face to me
Do I really deserve to be hated?

Santhi teased me for I hid things I bought
Because I'm working in a chinapek evironment I thought
If I make public announcement for the thing I bought
I'm sure a show off person they thought

If I did this
People still say about it
If I did that
People still bitch about it
Nothing is the right thing to do
OMG
I'm working in a chinapek office

Help me out
Pull me out
Out of this misery of mistakenly right culture
I need a fresh start
and a head strong will
I need to get out from this shit

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

What I Have Become

Hate myself for being uninteresting
Yet exuding a sense of sophistication
Hate myself for being silly
Yet displaying that sympathetic cuteness

What I have become today
was the silhouettes of the past
that haunts me from time to time
through the channel of insecurity