reciprocaljunk-
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
  drag-feet.
its unbelievable.

how do singaporeans live this way?

young teenagers,
dreading the walk to their little jailhouses;

stranded by the roadside
passers-by not renting their help.

thought as useless; strewn and thrown
hate the place, but nowhere else to go.

stagger back home
head heavy like a rock
emotions raging
more than just a storm.

mums and dads complaining
yet no one else actually cares
what happen to these children,
caught in home affairs?

focus on the good points they say
how about them setting a good example first?

mums and dads out there,
we APPEAL to you.

sense of pride in everyone
requires another's understanding.

help 'em.
they need it.

not encouragement; but motivation,
the right kind.
 
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ON A
DIRTY
DANCE
FLOOR




boo-junked;

i'm a ranting whore.
so.
buzz off if you're bothering.



un-divulged;

the silence
and all the secrets
the deluded confessions
and countless affirmation.
the exuberant personality
collasped, helpless, on the
dirty dance floor.
hopeless contradicting tears
engulfed and warped
washed and cleasned
her dying, pale skin.
as her lonely and
wandering soul digest
those merely weeping truths
and untold memories.




late-memories;

boo-junked.
celebrated.
condolences.
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