As I drive through the same old streets,
as I walk on the same old pavements,
as I see back the same old faces,
as I read through the same old notes,
as I face this routineness again and again,
these feelings of deja vu,
as though the past is repeating itself,
but a look at the calendar,
a different day it is,
a different day,
but of the same old...
5 comments:
Very good prose wee man, I see talent unfolding before my very eyes.
That's life lor lolz.
But then we've the power to choose what we wanna do...
It's just that we're brought up in this way.
Go primary school, study well get As. Go secondary school, go science stream get As. Go form 6, go science stream and get good results. Go for degree course and do something that can make $$$, and make sure graduate. Go work till 55. Then retire and die.
The only difference between yesterday, today and tomorrow is the date on the calender.
It's really boring... hope one day we can break out of this cycle of boredom, in a good way.
@Jimmy-Really? Thanks.. =D
@Legend-Yea, but studying is never routine to me actually. Last time maybe but not now la. Haha..
Same day everyday,but i'm getting older and older...
@Shirley-LOL...
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