La Fin ...

The day has come and our ways are parting, 

And our time is at an end.

No longer together we’re standing alone,

As the rest of our life begins. 

We always knew this day was coming,

But thought we'd have more time.

We can't reverse life's one-way flow, 

But at least you'll have this rhyme. 

I suppose it's a part of life,

As people come and go

Paths cross and uncross in their time,

Nothing ever stops cold.

We've had our shining moments, 

Upon this life's darkened stage, 

And all the times we spent here,

These memories won’t ever age.

Now can u promise to remember me with a smile?

Remember us together and strong ?

Remember what we shared for that little while?

Remember it forever long?

For life is a journey that needs to be made,

And I say this without any doubt-

Your light will travel with me far, 

Past when all other lights go out...

~M

Senior year ...

Senior year is unlike any other ...

It won't hit you when you wake up for your last first day of school.

It won't hit you as you enter the floor to perform at your class assembly for the last time.

It won't hit you as you fill out the countless college applications.

It won't hit you as you celebrate the last New Year's with the friends you have known since childhood.

It won't hit you on Scribble day, when everyone, no matter what group you are in, has a picnic.

When December finally comes around, you realize that it is your last day as a school student, but you don't really feel it when you are there having the time of your life.

It won't hit you until that moment when you're cheering at your farewell and later, crying your eyes out when its time to leave!

You begin to understand it when you look around and realize that you will never see half of these people again.

You begin to see it more over the summer when everyone is getting their roommates, class schedules, and going to orientation.

And when you are sitting in your room packing up the past 18 years of your life, laughing with your best friend about all the stupid stuff you've done ..

And although you're now walking down a different path of life, always keep the road map of memories of where you've been ..

Broken. Imperfect. Chaotic.

4 in the morning, and for some lame ass reason I'm still awake and I have absolutely no desire to do anything productive! All around me, people are busy following their dreams, working to get what they want, being ambitious. And me ? I'm still trying to figure it all out ...

When I joined university, it seemed like I had it all planned out. School results, university, scholarship, a course of my choice. Life was perfect.

Almost too perfect I suppose, cos about a month or so in this place and everything changed.

And now, at the end of another semester, I am no further from where I started two years ago. I left debating, the one thing I felt passionately about, and I justified it with a lame "I don't have the time, I have to study". My grades suck. I still like my course, with all its challenges and difficulties, but that hardly counts for anything any longer. I worked my ass off to land an internship in a tech company, yet ironically I don't even know if that's what I want to pursue later on.

Yes, theres more to life than all this. And of course, I am incredibly lucky for everything I have. And I thank God every minute for it all.

Yet, there are moments when I look back at who I used to be, and I realise how incredibly different things are. I was ambitious, and intelligent, and creative, and popular. There was nothing I couldn't achieve if I put my mind to it.

Two years on, and I guess I lost that girl somewhere along the way. I seem to have no faith in myself or my capabilities. I'm afraid to be happy, cos every time I'm happy, something bad always happens.

On another note, I haven't written a poem in over a year!

Welcome to my life - Broken. Imperfect. Chaotic.