Thursday, December 15, 2011

感言15.12.2011

我不再難過了

我看見自己是多麽的美麗,那麽的多有魅力,別人是給予我多麽多的愛

雖然每人能真正擁有愛,我可是真正的體會到了

換個新環境,其實對自己很好

謝謝你給我這個機會,我會好好把握的

don't be ridiculous

don't be ridiculous

just because you rhyme the last word of every sentence doesn't make it a fucking poem

WHERE IS YOUR FLOW
WHERE IS YOUR SKILL
WHERE IS YOUR TECHNIQUE
More importantly,
WHERE IS YOUR MESSAGE

Friday, December 09, 2011

t.u.m.

FUCKING 4:19 in the MORNING

FOREVER WRITING TILL I GET DISCOVERED

the.unhappily.married. (purely fictional)

Mirage, life and death, toasts to coke and meth

Co-existence, fallen deaf, angels of spiritual theft

Can't do it alone, still rolling with the rolling stone

Got nowhere to go, 'cause this is where he calls his home

Hosts and parasites thin nest-cage equivalence

Little man has little options, middle man acquaintance

The wage war commisions, meddle conversations

Winding pi fractions beyond brine saturations

Asking why the heart status, merger, democracy

Understand why bird heart the caged I know suddenly

It's a stolen nature, vulgar urban roaches

Gettin' richer quicker fuckin' drunkards on liquors

While the "young salewoman sets up shop when the sun sets"

Guarantee to detach the souls that were matched

Plus a plaster plastacine, injest penicillin

Wakin' to bathroom floors, where the hell have you been?

Tuesday, December 06, 2011

The Child

So I stepped back, recollect, regret the shit I've said

But the words' been out, I guess I can't take them back

I was like a child, refused to wait for the soup to chill

Scalded his tongue so bad, two weeks and still he's ill

Subsequent meals, coupled with subsequent bills, now he's

Mentally ill from the medical pills that actually kills

The truth is concealed cause he will not reveal, he's

Bottlin' it like a contraceptive pill, he will distill

Pneumatic drills into the hard core truth, the literal

Imagined emotions in temples, thoughts hypothetical

Killed the sabbatical, there's nothing left but sentimental

Memories of yesterday carried away in opticals

Souls of nights cease, lone, a mistaken disease

In the cities of tall buildings, the cold air, the breeze

Contaminants I breathe, the same one that I sneeze

And that desire for a friendship I could not release


In retrospect the kid should have calmed down and respect

Choices of an individual, who was he to expect

Suspecting a doubt that only brought frustrations

Psychological state of mind that maybe spells limerence

Pitching a higher tolerance, building a balance

With scales of a sign that epitomize elegance

Cause if perfection was he, he'd be an embarassment

So he stabilized and composed archaeological remnants

In the initials of crap verse, two stanzas will immerse

Arguing shit, two by four, the last eight lines of this verse

Maybe rehearsed, with pens inversed you can call it adverse

So long an intersperse, hope that this may be reversed

Only method to salvage the broken intended recipient

Relating this to reactions of an 'angry man asian'

Repent or remorse, re-penned and reinforced

You know, if friendship ain't meant to be, it shouldn't be forced


Too late, haha


Traditional rhyme schemes, original rhymin'

Saturday, December 03, 2011

Know-identity

My mind is polluted by sounds that come from my headphones
But my choice is peculiar, that's why I'm always feeling the lone
I'm having a hard time trying to fit into mainstream taste
Repulsion every time I diss that mainstream waste
It's a lame dream race, let's face it, the wealth and the fame
I'm never gonna make it the thought of it brings shame
The bells ring change, it starts to rain as I feel disdain
Droppin' plains of pain, it starts to faint but I'm still the same
And something I still don't understand, I can't comprehend
How the fuck am I supposed to move on without a plan
Now, I'm breaking relationships over petty little things
Seems to me I don't really know myself, I'm having flings
Mingling around with the shit I ain't supposed to mess with
But fuck it, I ain't got anything on me to start with

Friday, December 02, 2011

好聽


你的版本真的很好聽
聽了好舒服 心裏好多了

不認識你,但還是要謝謝你

生病了

最近好難過

沒想到一個病可以拖那麽久還不快好

只想朋友、親人的安慰鼓勵快好起來
不想自暴自棄但真的好想放棄

說要死掉也太誇張
不過内心真的快撐不下去

看到這則網post的朋友可以說我很軟弱
可是這段時間裏,真的,我好想一個人靜一靜

皮膚惡化、精神氣色一天比一天糟糕
不想出門,我是怎麽搞的
這不是以前開心活潑的阿淵,你在幹嘛

懷疑自己快患上憂鬱症,明明就很多朋友邀約,自己是不孤單的
但是好像越來越孤僻了

生病了,臉紅腫了,I look grotesque
but why the fuck do i care?

靠腰 你管好自己就好了 不要來煩我

Thursday, December 01, 2011

done.. won.

It's a common question asked a million times
Even more times you tried to force that shit rhyme
Life, love, stress and setbacks, show me where your heads at
Cause honestly I'm tired of the bullshit and fake acts
Fuck a job demeaning, it's a fight against the odds
Inscribing life's meanings, it's a fight against the Gods
I'm ignoring texts, emails and messages
Just so they notice my struggle with the rummages
I'm aged twenty one, but my mind is really older
Who the fuck am I kiddin', isolated in the corner
Trying to fit in but you can't you fucking Termite
They try to ruin you, label you, reduced to plights
But seriously, you think you all that great
Go out there and face reality before it's all but too late
Demonstrate, show them how it's supposed to be done
Fuck a break, show them how it's supposed to be won

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Thursday, November 24, 2011

無暇的美麗

無暇的美麗

現實生活中我們不在一起
但妳可知道我每天想著妳
我們的愛情史美麗得可惜
同住在這城市卻失去聯繫

成人生活繁忙複雜得可怕
這世界又一直不停的變化
讓人不再擁有單純的想法
我想再來的話也不一樣吧

在分手時說出最狠的話我沒忘記
我們用歲月建立的一切多不爭氣
妳不顧我軟弱脆弱的心將它打碎
現在互相後悔也不能彌補得了誰

日子匆匆過去我的人生向前走了
我不再幼稚了從此再也不抱怨了
但偶爾的寂寞不斷勾起我的回憶
我也只能偷偷回頭迷失在那夢裏

感謝妳讓我看到真實的殘酷事實
人生的不完美其實才是完美的事
所以我用回憶畫出曾經完美的妳
只有在那時空裏妳是無暇的美麗

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Monday, November 21, 2011

放棄

有太多的話想對妳說
太多的想法說不出口 我太懦弱
太害羞膽小不敢獻醜 我想太多
想當初的溫柔當初的見面
現在只想要再多見妳一面

你怎麽沉默不説話了
難道連朋友都不當了 我說穿了
我知道妳比從前快樂 那我呢
我只能在這角落等待未來
等待未來有一天妳會回來

外面的世界紛擾喧鬧
電視的負面新聞報道
我們的故事沒有人會知道
他們不瞭妳對我有多重要

我又到這路口的交叉
這就是我們的結局嗎 沒準備好
來得太快來得太突然 我沒想到
原來我是這麽這麽的愛妳
我是多麽的不捨得放開妳

明知道不可能 卻又想牽起妳的手
有種莫名衝動 把妳摟在我的胸口
求妳今晚別走 願妳陪我躲在被窩
我們什麽不做 讓時間像流沙溜走

或許輪回注定 這一生不能在一起
所以選擇放棄

yachtes and boats

Hello, are you dead or are you still running alive
Times get harder and colder after you survive
Living on borrowed times, whose turn is it to shine
It's laughable how you try put your past behind
Reclaim stolen eclipse and sunshine, these are shadowed times
Of mellow rhymes that cannot cross the yellow lines
Where's the boundary, can't locate it, you forsake it
You berate it, like vanished money that you donated
What a tragic, swami gimmicks turned black magic
Coming around and calling it philosophy of logic
History repeats, yet another generation fooled
Paper chasers believing religiously in schools
These are peasant tools, you critic Socratic methods
Set the ball rolling, turning moments like effect Ratchet
Hatred in the veins of pessimists, socialists and Marxists
Axis tipping mentalists, opportunists and batteries
Work overload, I deviate onto the lonely road
Leavin' you cold, friends turn into the phony mode
So I'm searchin' for antidotes for the people I dote
Assailed by doubts as I embark a different boat..

Saturday, November 19, 2011

what struggle?

As I sat at my table thinking of themes to write
I scratched my hair, pullin' those that had turned white
And still, I couldn't think of anything to write
So I sat there wasting my time from day to night
It's a mental fight, how did I end up in this woeful plight
Becoming a thief, stealing rhymes, with styles I bite
Becoming everything but the man who swore to abide
By the principles and rules I preach and cite, it's like
Exhaustion from the path and the waves you ride worldwide
Constantly searching for the grass 'on the other side'
Wished someone was here to be my guide, a bona fide
Teach a man to 'rap homicide', and whet his appetite
But look how he betides, angels circling the devils inside
Feelin' like politicians losing dignity and pride
Like political prisoners who die before being tried
Cast aside the great divide of the blacks and whites
Killin' the innocent like concentrated pesticides
They try to hide, insightful insights like the war brides
And denied to everybody they did it, fucking lies
But it's only time that people with real eyes will realize
Suddenly I feel like I have finally recognized, that
In comparison, my struggles are minute in size
Nobody sees tears when you're standing in the storm huh
Be a man, get up and fight for it, cousins, sisters.. bruh'

who sees your pain when they themselves are in adversity?

Nobody sees tears when you're standin' in the storm

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Cancer (November 2011)

His best friendship asset: Deep Feelings

Since most relationships are initiated by a him, he looks to give rather than take, but at the same time wishes to be given too.

Science and mathematics are not ideal for a him as they don't allow sufficient space for personal opinions.

He will always try to maintain some kind of connection even in the most extreme circumstances.

He's one of the most bipolar signs, only true friends know how to deal with them.

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

morning mrs tay

Dear Mrs. Tay

I feel like paying you a visit after my exams.
But where and how do I find you?

I'm sure you're resting well among the stars.

Since 2005.

Yours sincerely,
Love

time to do something

Tired of hiding behind the screen?
It's time to do something.