A Old Poem dated 16Mar06

This is a really old poem my peeps found in the last page of one of my really old sketch book. It was written out of pure emotions. At that time, I was not allowed to publish any so-called-poems bcos it totally illustrate the dark side of having a relationship. Well, I just did not understand why a boyfriend could call his girlfriend a princess to dear-dear and lastly, Stupid Bitch. To you-know-who: Thanks for calling me that for I've got a phobia of these 2 words now.

Usually I'm not this way

Sittting at a coffee joint

Freedom has flown away

Even the cloth that covers my skin

Has become a sin

How do you define a bitch?

Is it by the way she dresses up?

Or perhaps simply the looks she possess

Where has the personality gone to?

Why are people stereotyping?

Then I wonder is it a fault

To listen to what I love to hear

Or should I say

What I'm yearning to hear

Sweet nothings, chocolates

And everything nice

Where have you gone to?

Then I reckoned

It has been replaced by a name - Stupid Bitch

I'm gonna scream out that I'm not attending school or work today for I've got some micro-organisms from that sickly master of mine and perhaps from my newly hired chef too. Well, don't get me wrong. I just shared drinks thus got those bad microbes.

Humph!

Heading out for my MC.