Reflection
Look at me,
You may think you see
Who I really am,
But you'll never know me.
Everyday,
it's as if I play
A part.
Now I see,
If I wear a mask,
I can fool the world,
but I cannot fool my heart.
Who is that girl I see?
Staring straight,
Back at me.
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?
I am now,
In a world
Where I have to hide in my heart,
and what I believe in.
But somehow,
I will show the world what's inside my heart,
And be loved for who I am.
Who is that girl I see,
staring straight
back at me?
Why is my reflection someone I don't know?
Must I pretend that I'm
someone else
for all time.
When will my reflection show,
who I am inside?
There's a heart that must be free
to fly
That burns with a need to know
the reason why
Why must we all conceal
What we think
How we feel?
Must there be
a secret me
I'm forced to hide
I won't pretend that I'm
someone else
for all time.
When will my reflection show
who I am inside?
Sunday, March 20, 2005
aniwae my mama was askin mi wat i wanna hav 4 dinner yesterdae after i reached home. i was at a loss of tings 2 eat. hahaz. tink e hospital food make mi lose my cravin 4 food overnite. oh well. aniwae my mama cooked tis dish of veg which seriously remind mi of e hospital veg tt i ate 4 dinner e dae b4. eekz. hahaz. i m still quite traumatised.
aniwae i realised tt e 3 docs who were there 2 c mi r actuallie HO. which means house officer lahz. which means they juz graduated frm med sch. so they r doin their housemanship n followin Dr Cheng ard. yahz. n i m on mc until next next mondae. 28 March when i c Dr Cheng again. e mc is issued by one of e HOs. hahaz. oh well. i can mug in peace then. hahaz.
will need 2 go back 4 my therapy on tues at ttsh. then they will help mi clean up my wound n give mi new dressin also. then still need 2 go e polyclinic 2 remove my stitches on thurs. wonder whether pain or nt. hmmz.
oh well. shall go n do my finger exercise now. n try 2 bend my pinkie. but my pinkie n part of my palm still vry swollen lehz. hmmz.
dreaming awae at 11:27 AM