moving on

Each person has a role in life,
and it varies from person to person.
All along I have wondered what is mine,
and I think I have found it out.
What is the ans u ask?
Ha...
Its simple really...
I step into a person's life,
and I see if I can change it, or make a change.
The person is then accompanied,
while I give him/ her companionship.
But this is only until that person is no longer lonely,
when that person finds someone better,
or if they find other friends,
Then I take the cue and move on,
and step out of their lives.
I don't disappear totally of course,
if they ever need me they know where to find me.
However I make a silent exit, so they never really notice me gone...
How interesting to think it this way somehow,
how intriguing as well...
but really, this seems to be my lifestyle...
I guess it might just be my character,
or the way I keep in contact...
Conversations now fall short of what is even considered a 'chat',
greetings around are restricted to 'hi'
How sad actually...

no...

Standing alone in the gloom,
u wouldn't notice unless it moves,
patiently waiting,
dutifully watching.
It can trail u without u knowing,
and if it does trail,
u know not who it really seeks.
The target goes about the daily chores,
oblivious that it is the next target,
for if he knew, would he have tried to prevent it?
Many weapons does it have,
instuments, rather to choose from,
to carry out its task.
Heartless u might call it,
but then who can really stop it?
It but only does its job,
in the cold and unfeeling way it is,
leaving in its wake tears and pain...
Why then does it exist?
Why then is there
DEATH.

why, I ask again, it is not time I say again,
but who am I to predict, who am I to refute HIS plan,
I jus pray that u will bask in HIS glory.

You scored as personality. Hopefully whoever you end up with will be attractive, but you choose your women based upon how funny they are and if you can talk to them on the phone for hours and feel like you only just started talking except that your hand is tired and your ear is sore from pressing the phone so close. personality 79% an eyes person 67% Breast Guy 29% Ass man 17% Mouth man 17% The space between the legs 17% What are you attracted to in a girl created with QuizFarm.com

and so, the truth is but a lie?

Just a show of hands,
which of u girls want a nice guy?
A sweet guy who treats you well,
a guy who cares,
a guy who wonders where you are,
a guy who bothers how you are?
Aha, most of you have put up ur hands eh?
Now let me ask,
which of u girls REALLY want that in a guy?
as in REALLY REALLY *cross your heart and hope to die* REALLY?
Already you can forsee a drop in the number of hands.
Where is all that gushing now?
All the swoons about the dream guy you want,
how sweet or caring or nice he is supposed to be...
Cos when u meet such a guy,
u want to keep him as a friend,
ONLY,
and when that guy likes u,
u RUN AWAY.
haha, and people question why I said girls are liars.
right...

huh really ah?

Intelligence Intelligence is most important in a boyfriend/girlfriend. You like to be able to talk about everything that is on your mind, and if your partner can't keep up, well, you know. You are very attracted to someone who can challenge you, and make you see things in a whole new way. really meh?

test

time tested,
as is in life,
life tested,
as in shows,
shows tested as with eyes,
eyes tested as with health,
health tested as with the heart,
heart tested as with time.
This cycle runs,
spins,
continues,
back to the start,
back from the end,
then again where's the start or the end?
But, who cares...
If these are the types of tests I have to take,
then I'd rather not take them,
simply because they are a sure fail.

sky's the true reflections of me

Shawn, your true color is Blue!

You're blue — the most soothing shade of the spectrum. The color of a clear summer sky or a deep, reflective ocean, blue has traditionally symbolized trust, solitude, and loyalty. Most likely a thoughtful person who values spending some time on your own, you'd rather connect deeply with a few people than have a bunch of slight acquaintances. Luckily, making close friends isn't that hard, since people are naturally attracted to you — they're soothed by your calming presence. Cool and collected, you rarely overreact. Instead, you think things through before coming to a decision. That level-headed, thoughtful approach to life is patently blue — and patently you!

http://web.tickle.com/color/

All things golden

What is golden can hurt the most,
the use of it as punishment most cruel.
Something so small,
does it matter?
As the receiver I assure you,
there is nothing like it.
The sting of it, intoxicating,
it is what you want not to remember.
And yet it is steadily given,
and yet once more comes the pain.
So then if it is described as something beautiful,
as that is what the term golden is used for,
why then is this contradiction,
why then is this irony...

Time

Time is passing me by,
once again comes the onslaught of school life,
all the homework,
all the thought of tests,
with the nightmare of the previous terms' pathetic grades taunting you.
You start to wonder if this is all worth it,
you wonder if there is more to life than this.
Sigh... there is actually,
Jus that I have yet to find it.
No, I correct myself,
I have found it,
just that it did not want to be found by me.
Darn, tough luck eh.
Oh well, come on life...
As someone said "its time to Tango with Mr 4.3"
hahaha... I'd settle for Mr 4 actually,
Better if its Ms
Hahahaha

A new year resolution

And so, the rat race begins once more.
Thus marks the beginning of a new year, a new term.
Looking back at this past year, it has been a roller coaster ride of sorts.

'Twas the beginning of 2005, the feelings strongest for the first in this school.
Feelings thus started since 2004,
a fresh wound nonetheless.
The term ended then, bitterness waned,
but guardedness at its high no doubt.
The long hols served up new feelings,
some foreign, some familiar.
Friends making was at its peak,
but regret in it I sometimes have.
Then here on comes another term,
promising a fresh beginning.
Alas I did not notice,
the hint of a repeat, the threat of a relapse.
And repeat it did; this thing called history,
with so many similar points it sometimes baffles me.
I took it upon myself to stop what was to start,
only to hurl myself into the middle of it all.
In the end, it was to naught,
and in the end I am to blame;
all that has happened, was in not all the same?
The hints and actions, was I so blind?
This term marked its end too,
thank goodness not on a bitter note.
Before the end of 2005,
I resolved to make things better,
and better it would be.


But would it? My resolve is not that strong after all.
What can I say... I am a sucker for re-runs