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La dame.
I'll never let you go,
if you promised not to fade away.
Baby, please don't treat me bad,
my heart can't take such misery.
Superheroine: Amanda.
Monday, May 16, 2011
8:58 PM ]]Words that would mend the things that were broken.
What is life? Getting good grades, get married, have kids and slog your life away? You're a failure because your grades are shit, can not get into a good polytechnic or junior college, can not get into a local uni. Can't wear the mortarboard like everyone else. Why are you so stupid? Can't get a good job with a good pay. Everyone looks down on you. What's life? Isn't life just about being happy? How can I be happy when I can't get my grades like my cousins and everyone looks at me with weird stares. How can I be happy when someone asks me what am I doing with my life? I just want to be free. Be myself, be happy. Is happiness and success measured by the amount you earn? Or the certificates you own? Is my life not as important as a scholar's? Why do people only miss the water when it runs dry? Why? Why won't you come look for me? I am lost.
>Talk to me.