The Finale

So this is the time where everybody claps, everybody tears and everyone parts

This is the time where emotions on high

This is the time we reminisce

The good times and bad times

Wishing you could turn back time

The “should-haves” and “would-nots”

This is the time when the curtains draw close

The ending of another beautiful prose

You turn to leave but you want to stay

The friends, acquaintances and passer-bys

The times when you felt so shy

Now you wished you had said ‘hi’

The janitor, the queen-bee and that geeky guy

But it’s too late, it has reached the end

You move on, you meet new friends

It all swifts by like fashion trends

So smile one last time before you leave

Smile at the things you’ve achieved

Smile and let there be no grieve

For this is the finale, it has reached the end

This is the time the curtains draw close

The ending of yet another beautiful prose


TGND

The agony inside

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It feels queer

This feeling inside

A little sadness

A tinge of pain

A little happiness

It drives me insane

I thought, I expected, I wanted more

But in the end it left me sore

People ask and people probe

I feel so suffocated, feel so choked

But I smile, I pretend

Acting like there’s nothing to comprehend

I’ll keep it inside

But it’s far from pride

I just don’t want others to know my plight

So don’t ask, don’t sympathize

Unless you have an answer that would entice

Leave me alone if I may ask

Just let me hide behind this mask



TGND

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The Littlest Things

Lily Allen currently rocks my headphones. She has a rather unique voice which is surprisingly pleasant to the ears. Here’s a sweet pretty song by her which I want to share with you guys. Enjoy it. (:

Littlest Things- Lily Allen

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Expectations

because when we have expectations, we only end up getting disappointed.

let me go home

The early mornings and tired eyes

The long bus journeys and annoying passengers

The dirty seats and creepy crawlers

The torture and the pain

Pressing my palms together, my mind in prayer

Hoping those creepy crawlies won’t dirty my mane.

After an hour or maybe two

I finally reach that place called “school”.

Dragging my feet, feeling so stoned

I think I left my brain at home

TGND