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Saturday, August 29, 2009

孤单 (for chinese class de)

独自望着四面墙
手机铃声不曾响
作伴的除了思想
只有墙角的蟑螂

走到街头吹夜风
心情仍然是沉闷
擦肩而过的路人
感情并不会变深

搬到这城市以后
还未交个新朋友
虽然也不算有仇
但路总要独自走

没有人和你交谈
没有人会令你烦
电影总一个人看
你说这就是孤单

朋友,你错了

并不算什么
其实你还可以很快乐

周围坐着许多人
都是同班同学们
曾经在一起不分
现在已不能相认

想参与他们笑声
想和他们一起疯
才想到已变陌生
好朋友已作不成

每当老师没进班
他们就闲聊交谈
笑容都如此灿烂
有没有我都一样

仿佛成了隐形人
因为已经没身份
心中像被一枚针
刺着后隐隐作疼

朋友
当你在一群曾相识的人中
和当你在一群陌生人中
感觉会很不同

当你脸红
当你心痛
失去笑容
你就会懂

当你的心在呐喊
当左右的曾是你的同伴
当你正在遗憾
朋友,你才会体会真正的孤单


p/s: When I wrote this one, I really felt it...and was next-door-neighbours with crying all the time I was writing it. It seemed so meaningful, and described my feelings so well. Erm...but...this one was written about...like...2 months plus ago...so this is so totally not my current feeling. Things are pretty much the same actually...but I'm different. And as for you...you make all the difference...you make me feel happy! ^^

p/p/s: This one was quite heavily corrected by the teacher, but I didn't put the corrections up there, coz if I did then it wouldn't rhyme and the number of words wouldn't fit.

p/p/p/s: I've put the original poem that I was going to send in, but changed my mind and wrote another, in the comments...if anybody would care to see it.

p/p/p/p/s: That one is lagi not my feelings, I just put it there for remembrance.