Saturday, February 9, 2008
@3:27 PM
new years is here, yea got a few ang pow... nothing much... like we always do. visit here and there, collecting different of colours of noted from the red packet... counting money after you're inside your room.counting excitedly and hell you got less than 200 bucks... come on what is this...
Jeremy's back been hanging out with him.. nothing else but a poem
Broken heart with broken soul,
In there I lie alone.
Hopelessly waiting for you to come home.
Loneliness is around my neck,
Hell man, this is the fact.
The fact, fact that you're not coming back.
Silent is all I can hear,
Eye was soak with my fucking tears.
Like the ocean that cannot runs dry and clear.
Here am I on an empty street.
Lying down like a dead lifeless son of a bitch.
Who am I..... What am I....... a nobody
