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three cheers for me.
My parent says I’m rebellious.
My siblings say I’m not independent enough.
My friends say I’m crazy.
But I’m ME.
Don’t care what people trying to turn me into.
I’m happy of being ME.
6:26 pm
Sunday, May 29, 2005
----<@My So-Called-
Poem@>----
Last Verse TonightCan I write the saddest verses tonight?
To write of how I am going crazy for not
talking to you
Every minute and every second
Sometimes I feel that
you are real
But sometimes you seems
like an illusion
And now that we are not talking anymore.
I try to tell myself that you are gone.
But every time I do that the memory
of you will always haunting me
So this is the verse I am going
to write tonight.
To tell the night
the story of my heart.
But this will be the last verse
I am going to write.
'Cause I can not find the word
to describe how I feel tonight.