Friends are <3s! :)
Was really dreading school today because Superficiality You laugh at others because you're insecure So stop to question, Of riches, fame and poster girls, Why don't we care about goodness within? Rotting souls no saint could save, What matters is a heart of gold, Our shadows take a different shape, The outer shell is just skin deep, But the fake smile's tired, So look inside, past the pretty face, Come out the sun, Our time here is short,
1) I had diarrhoea in the morning.
2) I thought we're going to have 2.4 for NAPFA (luckily we didn't).
Anyway, my mood's picking up, thanks to the encouragements from teachers and friends! :D
Mr Lyncoln Lee keep telling me to study Econs although he's a MATHS teacher (how illogical is that?) Hahaha. But anyway thanks for all his efforts (though futile :( ) trying to convince my dad. And his encouragements too. And Ms Fan is sort of giving me special attention (haha) but I hope I really don't disappoint her!! (You know how hopeless I am in Econs, it really can't be helped if I can't pass.) 7/25 is good enough for this coming test. Haha.
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I finally know the reason why. But that's so selfish of him. And so impractical.
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And it scares you, when it shows.
You bully others because you're weak
And you need others to seem weaker.
If they're the fool, you can’t be.
You shout at others because you’re afraid
That no one cares to listen.
Have you ever been any of the above?
Are you who you really think you are?
Or but a pretentious liar?
This superficial, material world.
False pretences, a tired smile,
Been living up a lie all this while.
Why leave unnoticed what goes unseen?
Those false fronts have nothing to say,
They'll melt away on a rainy day.
Masquerade beneath a pretty face.
A society built on plastic,
Hearts turned colder than the Artic.
That'll last all seasons, hot or cold.
Too caught up in superficiality,
Too caught up to see the reality.
Of what we've been trying to fake.
Where inner beauty hides away,
Afraid to see the light of day.
It can be changed anytime.
The inner shell is way deep,
It can be seen by the blind.
The latest; outdated,
The dollar notes faded,
And I'm feeling so jaded.
Check your heart; see if it’s in the right place,
Let’s do some good while we can,
Before we get judged by the man.
Melt these frozen hearts,
Smile a crooked smile for me,
A crooked smile for the world to see.
But we live with what we got,
If our life's a story,
Then write a good plot.
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And here the story ends.