Jack and Sally

Sally looked at Jack's face, she thought of those bittersweet memories they both shared for two years of falling in love. She remembered how Jack loved to kiss her forehead before he went to bed, before he left for work, before he wanted to take a shower, before he started jamming, before he went to do some groceries, every single thing Jack wanted to do, he will kiss her forehead first, indicating his deepest love for Sally.

Sally smiled, every moment she spent with Jack worth a thousand penny, but now that Jack's gone. She felt a ton of loneliness struck inside her heart. Everyday she waited for Jack to come home, she woke up and put on the most prettiest dress, she made Jack's favourite breakfast, she played Jack's favourite songs. Oh how missing Jack has become a misery to Sally.

"Jack, please wake up from your sleep. I've waited for you so long, and to see you sleeping lifelessly throbbed my heart. I wanted you to be here with me. Why would you leave me alone?"

Sally hoped Jack comes back to her alive. Too late his comma had kept him from waking. A state where Jack's no longer there for Sally. Jack's gone, but he remained sleeping. To Sally, waiting is nothing as compared to her deepest love towards Jack. She'll wait, and wait, and wait.

"I'm so sorry Sally. He's gone. We can't bring him back to life." A statement that crushed her heart into pieces. Sally cried silently inside her. The world went black, the silence was haunting her mind. She's collapsed.


Dear Sally,

Your scarlet lips are mine,
Your ivory skin are way too pretty,
I wish you'll be forever mine,
Because you are my sweety.

Knowing you is my pleasure,
Loving you is my desire,
Being with you I'll treasure,
For you, I set my heart on fire.

Oh pretty baby I have to go,
To somewhere far away from you,
dear baby please don't let go,
Cause you know I love you.


Sally looked down, people were walking and rushing down the pavement. She closed her eyes. One step closer to death, she stepped. One more step, there she went down, jumping from the 19th floor, wanting to leave this world and be with Jack.

"I see you, Jack. Wait for me. I'll be with you. Wait, Jack. You promised to wait for me. Now I'll be there with you."

Labeling and judging


Now Playing: Mannequin by Time & Tide

Situation A:

Derek, a school nerd with big hair and freckles on his face. He was being bullied because he was a nerd, who enjoyed wearing big and thick frame spectacles rather than wearing Ray-bans.

Situation B:

Drake, a Goth kid with ivory pale face, skinny and unhealthy, doesn't talk much. He was bullied because he didn't talk to people as much as he wrote poems.

Situation C:

Annie, a smart girl with lame skirt and last last last year shirt. She was being bullied because she got good grades but wasn't really that cheerleader kind-of a girl. Oh, not to forget, she is a virgin too.

Why would people pick on other people just because that person is weird (to their eyes, of course)? I feel sorry to myself and my generation because in this culture we're living, everyone is not able to be who they really are. To be cool, you have to fulfill several terms. But, why must you hide who you really are, just to fit in?

I was not a hip girl, who can really fit in with a lot of people. And I was trying so hard to be invisible. Girl like me, will never be on top of this society I'm living. Unless I came from rich family, blessed with pretty face and sexy body, and born with talent as well as intelligence too.

I. am. just. another. emo. kid. who. talks. alone. FULL-STOP.

The Ballad of a Mistress

It's a misery tale of a whore
she's dirty and lustful
oh wait, there's plenty and more
it's no doubt, she's hateful

there goes the girl
looking for a dick of two
so long until she'll twirl
but still no dick for her too

chasing away those glory
she's too old and too ugly
there's so much to worry
cause sins had tormented her violently

your whoreish is killing you
no dick can help you fly
who to blame, well it's you
the misery whore who meant to die

Dear whore please cry
your days will end soon
please go and die
your sins are a doom

A Date with Dear Boyfriend

It was a wonderful moment
Moments I've spent with you
together, we're free from any torment
every time I'm standing next to you

Together we walk
next to you, hand in hand
and till forever we shall talk
until our last stand

You took me to the Wendy
we eat burgers like crazy
even it ain't rum or brandy
but with you, I am happy

We walk side by side
those lovely shops we passed by
even though our budget is tight
it's still a pleasant to drop by

We watched a funny movie
It was about Collins, the Vampire
you know vampire's my hottie
indeed, the movie was my yesterday's desire

As soon as time goes by
Caramel Machiato was our last drink
it feels so hard to say goodbye
as it cannot be written by ink

We ride slowly to the last station
as you wait for me to say goodbye
you wave goodbye with depression
I shall meet you again, so please I must not cry


Who am I to you?
Am I a useless bitch?
What should I do
if my presence to you is an itch

Friendship, oh wonderful
it's bullshit, oh so true
indeed, I am a fool
for believing in you

Look, now you've changed
your promises, left undone
here I am, about to revenge
but it's too late, now you're gone

Perempuan Hitam

Di lorong gelap itu
ada satu perempuan
luarannya nampak gelap
sehitam jiwanya
perempuan hitam itu
berjalan tanpa arahan
meniti masanya yang malap
kerana awan hitam mengejarnya
sesungguhnya perempuan itu
tersungkur di tangan syaitan
menunggu saat jiwa direntap
melihat tangan mencarik nyawanya

dan perempuan hitam itu
adalah aku.

The Black Love

I though love was real
It was, once upon a time ago
But your love now is so unreal
Because of it, I will be forever in sorrow

You said it was true
our love used to be a mystery
for both of us to turn blue
but why now I'm unhappy?

Love, what is it for you?
Is it so full of lies?
I'm sorry I wasn't enough for you
Cause now you left me broken with bloody eyes