Move Along.

Thursday, May 04, 2006

If I were to leave this country one day,
How many would be sad to see me go away?
Would they send me off at the airport or call?
Would they even know, will I see nobody at all?

Why all these questions?
When I'm not the Sun,
The world doesn't revolve around me,
I'm not that special someone.

If I were to disappear one day,
How many would know?
How many would be worried,
How many in woe?

If nobody knows me,
If nobody cares,
If nobody sees me,
How can I compare?

This Seuss rhyming scheme,
It's driving me mad,
Why the hell am I writing this?
Why the hell do I feel so sad?

I guess I'm just angry,
Angry and hurt,
And I suppose I'll just end this,
With one more last verse.

If I were to die tomorrow,
How many would care,
How many would feel sorrow,
And my funeral,
How many would be there?

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ok watch kal ho naa ho about twice this week. and i guess the ending just made me wonder about life's 'what ifs'. shahrukh khan (or the writers) said something really thought provoking.

i think it was: smile, be happy, live life, who knows, tomorrow may not be... (or something to that effect)

and it's kinda true. we live our lives in a monotonous sort of way sometimes. as students, we wake up early, go to school, stone during lessons then go home and sleep. just to repeat it again for 5 days a week. of course we go out with friends and spend time with family, but as we grow older it just becomes harder cos the pressure to do well is greater, and school hours become longer.

then suddenly, we're not primary 1 kids anymore. we're not having a blast in secondary school. and we're not skipping lectures in jc or wondering what to wear for school in poly. suddenly, we're working or suffering in ns. we're going off in separate directions, going to Uni, going abroad. and we have less and less time to have fun, to meet up with friends, less time with the family.

less time to live.

man i'm in an angsty mood today. blah. what a crap entry.

# life is just me queueing up for death. i'll be polite, and not cut in front of you.

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