3YearOneShot

I'm ill give me my pill,
I'm sick with the uncertainty, procrastinating blindly,
living with all this helter skelter
full of bullshits and lies of the happily ever after,
I'm broke so bad that my legs are blooming with infections,
Ain't crying just regretting that all I see here are deceptions,
All around here I feel everyone is so Kiasu, damn F U,
Can't you help or you're just without the skill to teach
but hell you can preach,
you look hungry, here have this peach,
This is what you call giving something you don't usually do.
Listen out, don't give me that pout,
I'm here, your here, for one moment,
One chance, One Opportunity, One moment
I help you, You help me, no commitment,
If we meet again, hats off to me and to you,
By that time lets hope we're not begging or getting
but rather giving.

Pink Typing

2013

where I become a late-teen,

pretty much everything's around me changing,

now I'm in USM studying in Quantity Surveying.

Well not exactly,

for the first semester I believe I'm gonna be studying Archi,

most definitely.

Other than that there's EnviroScience, BuiltEnviro, Constructions and Economy,

Some of the lectures are nice and mind-friendly

but some are just Z Z Z.

Now I'm having a fever with a sore neck,

drank some Nestum thinking it might give my mind a break,

Insomnia's not giving a damn about it though as it's striking back,

I wish I started working out my leg.

Tomorrows class starts at 9,

I have a face that looks like it had suffered famine

listening to Royals to invite to my slumber,

Dear Lord, give me life after sleep for I am not ready for the hereafter.