Life goes on..

Form 4
Science Stream.
Vice President of Karate - do
Pianist for the Choir Club.
Representative for Hermine Sports house.

Hate. Love. Tomorrow IS Valentines Day. I'll be alone. Lonely.

So many things I'd like to express,
I just don't know where to start,
Feelings I'd hate to repress,
Someone, Rip it out of my heart!

-hayani-
13/2/10

Dear Mother.

You needn't lie to me,

Your intentions were too clear,

You wanted to see him,

Just for that; my heart you smear.

Dear Mother; can't you see?

All the pain you're giving me,

Can't you see it in my eyes,

Or do you prefer to believe my lies.

With this pen, I write,

Always hoping to see; light,

But you condemn me by not caring,

Unlike other mothers who are loving.

Dear mother; I wonder why,

Why do you believe my lies,

Aren't you a mother who can see,

All my lies right through me.

Everyday, I experience suffering,

As I go through life without understanding,

I wonder when; you'll ask, How am I,

I guess it's not going to happen; that's not a lie.

Dear mother; Who am I?

A question that makes me want to die,

This burden is too heavy to carry,

You should answer it before you're sorry.

Written by ~hayani
Copyrighted by deviantart

Modern times and past times.

I won 2 medals(1 Gold, 1 Silver) and thousands of bruises from the Karate Competition. Both of the events I took part in, was sparring.



Okay... So.. I got a gold medal.. that was one of my aim for this year.. yet my mother doesn't care. What does she care about??! For god sake. I have to stop worrying about what my mother thinks right??



Damn my family.



In other cases, I've learned what it's like to hate and be hated. I hate Typical malays. M0st of them are idiots. Just because I'm more open minded than they are. I've started writing again. I'll post a poem up soon. Patience is a virtue.

Thank you for caring Mahirah. Your benevolent thoughts are deeply reliefing.