Thursday, 7 September 2017

For a Better Man

We're both better than this. 
We're capable of love.
We're capable of giving our heads
And not just our hands.

We're not just two bodies
Eight limbs entwined
In the confines of four walls
We're not just hi-hellos
Intersperced with emoticons

Let's be better than this.
Let's be better versions 
Of our text msgs
More full forms
More late night conversations
More naps on your shoulder...

And until we can be more
Let's be less
Not disappear
Just confess
That we can't be more to each other
Without being less to the other.

That's if you really want to be more to me
I know you've been hurt more than me
I can see you cover to protect yourself
But we both know you deserve better than this.

Friday, 3 March 2017


In other news, I told Aishy to STFU. I've had enough of her whining and I don't seem to be helping her by being the shoulder to cry on. I feel kinda guilty cos it looks like she has no one else to talk to, but I couldn't put up with it any longer. I guess it's jut one of those things you have to do to cut out the negativity in your life.

I realised that I should be happy. I have a great family, a nice group of friends, a loving boyfriend, a well-paying job, a self-sufficient home and no real worries. I just wish my job was more fulfilling.

Maybe it's just a matter of time.

New Joinee

So I made my decision. Still not sure if it's the right one. I don't fit in here. It feels like I've joined in the second term of school and all the other kids are way ahead of me. They all have their own friends and they don't care about who I am or how I can contribute.

There's no one here to guide me. I have no idea what I'm supposed to be doing half the time. And even after the 5 day induction programme, I feel like I have a lot to learn.