Touch and die
love is fake
love is dry
many hearts are broken
so is mine
heart is aching
but front looks fine
face is smiling
but its all a lie
you said you love me
but i think you are blind
get lost asshole
get lost and cry
stop irritating me
and i'll say goodbye
Touch and die,
Sevene
Promise
I cant promise i would love you forever,
but i can promise
That i will love you as long as you love me.
Shower me with care and flowers,
take my hand and hold me tight,
Whisper sweet nothings and bring me light.
Fear not baby,
for i dont love you for your looks and riches,
but for the innoncent heart for me endlessly.
Alittle cute.. alittle careless..
So childlike yet so real..
Take it slow you said and i feel...
I know you meant it
and i believe you for it
That our love will last
as long as you love me..
and as long as i love you..
I promise.
Only yours,
Sevene
Hibernate
Feeling warm tears run the cheeks
I begin to realise that she is weak
How can she pick herself up?
When her soul has gone so sick
Attempts of revival went in vain
Yet she walked down the lonely lane
Realised that everything has changed
Nothing will ever stay the same
Not once that she felt her heart ached
Not twice helplessly she laid
Amendments needlessly made
Cause everything came forth too late
Her mind went into a daze
She felt her feelings fade
She made up her mind not to wait
So her heart began to hibernate
Yours truly,
Sevene
A Poem for P
Does it hurt so frequently these days?
When tears fall down your face.
Just like a dagger stab right into your heart,
And you feel like you are falling apart...
You pleaded to make it stop..
And blames it to be your fault.
Thinking of it haunts you so
And watching everything else unfolds..
All that laughter, jokes and such
But yet its just another smile that purposed as a facade.
Another veil to mask the ache
When you realised that everything is fake.
Yours truly,
-Sevene-
Tuesday, November 16, 2004
i finally understand what it means when shabana says.."my brother is all i ever have.." and i began to agree with her.. yah.. my brother is all i ever have.. my sis? no.. she doesn't have a standing in my heart anymore.. the used to be respect i have for her.. has all gone.. through this years.. she no longer is the sister that i used to know.. the sister who cares for her siblings.. buy things for them to eat.. share the things she loves with them.. that very person turned to a loathing character.. cares nothing about her family.. and see herself in a higher standing than all the rest.. despise those people who goes to poly n retain..yah.. i guess she despise mi too.. cos i am a retainee.. one incident told mi so.. one day she reprimanded mi for hanging my clothes in her cupboard.. oh.. what a stupid thing to quarrel about.. but nvm.. ltr somehow we started quarreling.. she finally said.." i am so glad that you retained.." i was like.. "haha.. i dun even care about that.. u think it taunt mi?"i was practically laughing at her...i am not ashamed of being retain..in fact after talking to mr yeow.. i am practically welcoming the idea of retaining.. not taunted by her.. but i learn something from there.. she despises... once i wanted to introduce some one to her.. then she asked.." is he a uni grad?" i said.." poly grad.." then she say.." no thanks then.." i was like.. what? yet another sign...
another incident..i was wearing her top.. was about to go out.. then she stopped mi and said.." take it off.." and she really meant for mi to take it off... in the end.. after quarrelling.. i took it off..but pls.. you may think that.. haha.. it your fault tat you wore her clothes.. but pls.. how many countless times she used my things? wore my clothes? my skirt.... and tops..? and i am aware that she has been using my facial wash.. cos after washing my face.. i would place it in a manner.. but the next time i see it.. the facial wash is in another manner..i am aware... but i kept quiet..i am aware she wore my stuffs.. yet i kept quiet.. cos i believe that.. since we are sisters... we should share our things..and dere shun be any kinda selfishness in sharing things.. i knew that she uses my hair straightener... my hair dryer.. did i paid for it? or mum? i DID.. mind you.. the hair straightener... i paid for it.. and she uses it.. that once when she reprimanded mi for putting things in her cupboard.. i told her.. you are not to use my hair str8ner.. i kept it away. but what? she managed to find it.. and use it again.. when i know that.. i kept quiet again..
recently.. she borrowed my da vinci code to read.. i paid for that book.. my own money.. nvm.. lend her read.. cos i believe that.. nvm.. our relationship would be better.. yet.. last week.. my mum n brother went to thailand.. then left mi n my sis at home.. then my mum left us 50 bucks.. so each person 25 bucks.. then by right i took 20.. then yesterday.. she ordered pizza...i said i want lasagne... then she ordered for mi.. when the pizza came.. she ordered mi to paid her back the money... i told her to pay first..ltr mum come back then claim from her loh.. then she thinks i treat her like a servant again.. and started shouting.." stop treating mi liek a servant..you pay mi first.. then you go and claim from mum.." i was like.. you pay first can.. " she started ranting.. my blood was boiling.'. whats the difference???? nvm.. then we quarrelled.. as usual... ltr she wrote on a piece of paper.. the calculations.. of the pizza.. how much i took.. how much i owe her.. even the two decimals cents she also carefully wrote on the paper.. and she threw it to mi.. i was like.. so hurt... so our relationship is only measured by money... tears keep rolling down.. i am her sister.. not her slave..well.. in the end.. i din even eat the pizza... i threw the money into her bag.. 10 bucks.. for my lasagne.. and din touch the pizza.. she can just pigged herself to death.. to hell with her.. during the days when my mum was away.. she kept accusing mi of not washing the cups n not doing this not doing that.. i did what i am suppose to do.. althought not fully.. but she is wrong to accuse mi of not doing anything AT ALL.. she ranted.." din you see the tissue paper on the floor? why din you throw it away??" i was like.. pls.. i din see it.. then she accuse mi of lying..and walked away.. okay.. nvm... when i walked across that pathway where she say she saw the tissue paper.. it was still there... okay.. even if.. even if.. i really did see the tissue paper and din throw it.. and she scolded mi just now.. why cant she even preach what she said? she too.. left the paper there... walking away.. thinking she is right.. to hell with it.. she is the self-righteous.... and self righteous she will be.. everyone falls from grace except for her..she is the queen... everyone else is the peasant.. serving right under her feet... i told her to laid her hand off my da vinci code.. i kept it away.. and what? she got it again... and took it.. without my permission.. she and her self righteousness.. just then.. i walked pass her bag.. i saw the book in the bag.. i really wanted to take it back.. i took it out.. look at it.. tot again.. and put it into the bag again.. what am i thinking? i am really feeling so hurt by her actions.. my sister? haha..no.. the queen..
Reality Sucks Big Time
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