Hidden

The sound of rain
They remind me
Of all the hidden pain
You had to bear within

The sound of wind
They are a reminder
For hard work you did
With your hidden power

The sound of thunder
They always remind me
You are a hidden winner
Even without the trophy

Are you my friend?

Are you my friend?
A comrade or a fiend?

Are there anyone out there?
A person or a heart to spare?

Are you also living in fear?
A bunch of hard levels to clear?

Are you also very tired?
A bit stressed or just a liar?

—end—

:’)

Every

Every day is a war. Every person is the enemy.
Everyone will come up with excuses saying “No, you can’t blame me.”
Every little action can cause someone to be angry.
Every time I step. Every word I speak.

Every minute is an important battle.
Every second will affect the battle.

Everybody will look at me with a smile.
Every smile hides behind a hidden intention.
Every happiness only lasts for a while.
Every intention kills my motivation.

Every person is the enemy. Every day is a war.
Everyone will tell me excuses saying “This is what you are living for.”
Every little action can cause someone to roar.
Every time I move. Every word I pour.

Every minute is counting on me.
Every second is chasing after me.

Everybody will look at me and frown.
Every frown shows every bit of anger.
Every sadness lasts forever and now.
Every anger haunts me now and forever.

Every day is a war. Every person is the enemy.

—end—

I’m on a roll today:)

A Friend Told Me That

A friend told me I had a very outgoing image. I told her it was an instinct.

A friend told me that I should start thinking before I speak. I told her it was a habit.

A friend told me that studies are important. I told him I absolutely hate it.

A friend told me that I should stop running away. I told him it was crushing.

A friend told me that my voice was too loud. I told her it was attention seeking.

A friend told me that I was incapable. I told her I absoluely agree.

A friend told me that I didn’t deserve to leave. I told him I felt guilty.

A friend told me that I didn’t deserve to feel pain. I told him I was suppresing it.

A friend told me that I was a hypocrite. I told her I could not deny it.

A friend told me I had a very happy image. I told him it was an instinct.

—end—

Oh wow I haven’t updated here in a while. I got into poetry once again so here is one:) I wrote this for class, what do you think?

Years Ago

Two years ago
I turned thirty-four
I had nowhere to go
Except for my work

Twelve years ago
I was twenty-four
Dreadingly getting ready to go
To the adult life of work

Twenty-two years ago
I became fourteen
I forgot about a goal
When pressure sinked in

Thirty-two years ago
I was proud to be four
I dreamed to be on a show
Where my wings would soar

—end—

I’ve not done a poem in a long time so here is one! At first I placed the last stanza as the first but I decided to switch the order around because my complicated brain said so:)

[Thoughts] Volunteer

Recently I went to China, Hainan (more specifically Changsha and Haikou) for two weeks (16 Sept – 29 Sept) and did volunteer work. The first half of the trip was like how many of you would perceive volunteer work to be. We went to a primary school and taught them English, sang songs with them and played games. At the end of being with them for 6 days, we parted with teary eyes and empty promises of coming back.

When we went back to the hotel, I had a void in my heart like I’ve done more harm than good. It was like a feeling of “it would have been better if I didn’t come” sort of thing. Now, it’s not like my team and I went there and totally emotionally scarred the kids for life or anything but there was something more.

The thing is that the kids were very attached to us, the minute we came the kids would run up to us and start randomly shouting about playing with them before the DIY bell rings to signal them to go to class. We could only be there for a mere 6 days and yet the kids had become so attached to us. We leave with heartwarming cards and gifts but there is probably no chance of us ever seeing each other ever again. I wonder if getting them attached and leaving after 6 days while another batch of students come 5 years later doing the exact same thing.

The kids don’t forget. My older brother went to the exact same primary school 5 years ago and the Primary 6 children still remember that faithful day and the children said they missed those volunteers. I asked them if they were sad they would never see those volunteers from 5 years ago and they said yes but then they said: “life goes on”.

Well, in Chinese.

I think it’s fine that we didn’t really impact their lives to the point that they had a life changing experience and would live a totally different life. They would attend classes and learn English from a local, listen to whatever music they hear and play skipping rope at the side. However, we are a memory to them and I believe that we have done something helpful.

We installed laptops for them because the computers that were installed years ago were washed away from a typhoon. We taught them how to sing a song called 小幸云 (xiao xin yun) and that there are millions of people out of China that is so different from them, those who don’t know Chinese, those whose skin colour are dark, those who are very tall and that Singapore has pretty much all of those people.

Volunteer isn’t about “impacting lives and changing the world” but it’s about giving a pleasant memory to the people you are helping and making that few days a little more brighter for them.

Listen to their needs before helping because sometimes, the need you are seeing is not the needs they actually have. You may think the villages live in poor condition and build a house for them but after you leave, the villagers take it all down and store the wood somewhere because they don’t need a house.

The elderly in Singapore don’t always need canned food or rice. They don’t always need medical help and are not always wheelchair bound. There are those like that, which is true but what if all they need is for you to sit down, listen to them complain about how hot it is, listen to them gossip about the perverted uncle living two blocks away, listen to them talk about life lessons.

We need empathy in volunteer work. If you don’t have empathy and are doing volunteer work to build your resume, to feel better about yourself, to get rid of the negative feeling you have because you pity the people you are “helping”, I suggest you get out. Don’t volunteer. Don’t even think about it.

Unless you exercise empathy, get out of volunteer work.

You don’t belong in volunteer work.

[Short Story] Secretly in Love

I was lying on my bed at 10.30pm, I had school the next day so I wanted to sleep early. Suddenly, I felt an urge to send a message to my crush, so I did. He didn’t reply to me after 10 minutes so I placed my phone on the table beside my bed and attempt to fall asleep.

An hour later, my phone’s screen lit up and I grabbed my phone to see a reply from my crush. Excitedly, I typed a response. We talked for about two hours but most of the time, I was just waiting for his reply. Getting the feeling I was being bothersome, I ended with a long message and a ‘goodnight’. He replied with a short message and I switched off my phone.

I kissed my phone before placing it on the table again. With a silly grin on my face, I tossed and turned on my bed, squealing as silent as I could. It would be nice to know if he feels the same. That’s impossible though.

Being in love feels great but I am just having my mini fantasy. It’s not real and I know it won’t be. Let me enjoy this moment as I continue to be crazily in love with you, in secret.

—end—

Based on a true story.

(Then again I was like 12, such cringe)

I wish

I wish
I was impulsive
I was direct
I was brave

I wish
I was impressive
I was pretty
I was cute

I wish
I wish
I wish

—end—

Confess before it’s too late. Even if there is a big chance of getting rejected.

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