Wednesday, August 26, 2009 |

Here i am again.

I can't believe i'm still here.

Studying in this crap of a school system.

I can't believe i'm still trying my best to get thru something which i don't want to go thru.

I'm suffering here... i'm having a identity crisis.

What am i??? A person living for myself? or a person living for others?

I guess putting feelings into words is always the hardest thing for me to do.

That's why sometimes you don't see me posting cos seriously... i can't put my intense feelings into words i can describe... so much for a person who scored 'A1' for 'O' level English.

I just wanna give up... 'A' levels is gonna kill me sooner later. And then i'm just gonna feel all awkward among my friends.

You know how it would feel to withdraw from JC? All the work done in one year all dissapears like that.

Then you just can't seem to mix with your same batch of people who are already 1 year ahead of you.

I just feel like dying. Sinking myself into my bed and just stay there for all eternity. banging my head against the wall. Cry my heart out. Scream for the whole world to hear. ravage my whole room till its rubble.

I can't believe i'm still fighting it....

Good morning, son.

I am a birdWearing a brown polyester shirt

You want a coke?

Maybe some fries?

The roast beef combo`s only $9.95

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It`s okay, you don`t have to pay

I`ve got all the change

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Everybody knows

It hurts to grow up

And everybody does

It`s so weird to be back here

Let me tell you what

The years go on and

We`re still fighting it, we`re still fighting it

And you`re so much like me

I`m sorry

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Good morning, son

In twenty years from now

Maybe we`ll both sit down and have a few beers

And I can tell you `bout today

And how I picked you up and everything changed

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It was pain

Sunny days and rain

I knew you`d feel the same things

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Everybody knows

It sucks to grow up

And everybody does

It`s so weird to be back here.

Let me tell you what

The years go on and

We`re still fighting it, we`re still fighting it

You`ll try and try and one day you`ll fly

Away from me

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Good morning, son

I am a bird

It was pain

Sunny days and rain

I knew you`d feel the same things

Everybody knows

it hurts to grow up

And everybody doe

sIt`s so weird to be back here.

Let me tell you what

The years go on and

We`re still fighting it, we`re still fighting it

Oh, we`re still fighting it, we`re still fighting it

And you`re so much like me

I`m sorry

Saving a life at 5:47 AM