2 4get

Getting approval from her dad

He feels like a lucky lad

Always have her in his head

Holding hands until they grad

Then she dates a guy named Ted

The reality really makes him sad

His heart feels as heavy as lead

Jeaolusy just drives him mad

He wishes if Ted was just shot dead

Deleting their photos from his I-pad

Those are the only memories they had

He knows: maybe it's time to forget...

Ready Your Guns and Bullets

Scorching, hot weather makes my lips crack

They try to trace me off from the old track
Going to launch their massive, sudden attack
Not any RPG games where you slash and hack

We have no time to scream: What the heck!

We're ready with guns and bullets from the rack
A few rocket launchers are ready on the deck

High morale and spirit, there's nothing we lacked

My team and I exist as ruthless wolves pack
Fighting endlessly, watching out each others back
We will bury their bodies, wrapped in sacks...

Five and A Half Years

18 of us getting to know each others by fate
We're course mates, some of us are housemates
Graduation, for us, sound like too long to wait
"Fishing" in lecturers' classes, without rods and baits
Together, countless dinners we've spent and ate
There maybe some dramas and fights we create
But our bonds are as strong as an invincible gate
Farewell is just another hardest words to bade
While sorry is never the hardest words to said
Job interviews, we're counting down the date
Graduation is just a words of love and hate
Let us keep in touch, it is never too late
Our friendships will last until Heaven and Hades...

Don't leave, Stay

Wiping up her tears with her sleeve

She told me that she will leave

Even if I turned over a new leaf

And not doing anything aggressive

The present for her in the new year eve

She never really comes out to retrieve

Maybe her eyes just know how to deceive

Which causes my mind very hard to perceive

Again, I couldn't tell her: "Stay, don't leave!!!"

I only know the day she left is the only day I grieve

It's the same like tearing up the things we had weaved...

Stitched

Two days away from school reopens

Do you know how to cut a watermelon?

Not everyone are born with talents

But only a few are willing to learn

Piercing words as sharp as eagle's talons

Accusing others is just an act of felon

Going to seal back my wound, reopened

With a needle, sterilized and sharpened

Stopping the oozing blood with a cotton

Hoping that my flesh doesn't die and rotten

I'm trying to keep myself in a total silent

Ending each sentence with a semi-colon...

*School reopens in two more days...Mixed emotions, feeling anxious and nervous at the same time...Will be facing my last semester, hope that it will be a challenging yet memorable one...

The Death of A Stalker

Rumour spread that I am a horrible, despised stalker

Immune to sunlight, I am not Dracula from Bram Stroker

Ain't that desperate enough to get a stripper and a hooker

Just a lonely Facebook user, you think I am a pro-hacker?

And since when I followed you around like a sleepwalker?

Late at night, going to get a cuppa and some cream crackers

I was hit in the head when I was in front of my coffee maker 

Raging people trying to push and squeeze me into a locker

They kicked me around as if I was a ball in a game of soccer

Damn!!! I ended up getting shot by her dad who's a rocker...

Attention Stolen

All sorts of people living in the web dimension

Only some who manage to steal my attention

But not all attentions deserve the right affection

True attention gained without ways of seduction

Sweet words shouldn't be louder than any actions

As you know, I am not a guy made of perversion

Not getting myself trapped in an awkward position

Yea, sometimes just forgive me for my deviation

Maybe this isn't how to prove one's devotion
Should I look into the mirror for self-reflection?