When I was young, I love mixing words together and making them rhyme, it's part of my hobby and I can spend endless time scribbling away verses that rhymes. I even had a dream of publishing a whole book of poem someday. Sadly, I never discover the depths of my potential in creative writing 'cause I took this wonderful gift for granted. I do hope someday I still can write a decent poem like I used to *Smile* A part of me has gone For my poems have left me alone Every verse cutting our bond I’m falling fast to hit ground When my poems no longer rhymes I’m just another pitiful slime Gliding and slipping out of my dream Into a fit of sorrowful screams For words are sharper than the knife And my poem is my life So don’t you dare say I’m naïve Because my poem is my life! -2005-
Story of My Life