the trauma's almuz over.

yay.
well.
the stupid exams are nearly over.
i dun feel much like bloggin about it.
its been really quite bad.
tad together wit the fact tad im really pissed at things now.
niweaz.
sumthin i wrote during the leftover time of the math exam.
which im technically not supposed to have if i know hota do every question.
pfft.

all hail boredom

the singaporean kid

born to study,
to fail is to die,
born into a lifestyle,
wit only 1 thought in mind.

indoctrinated to study,
muz get a degree,
den go into the workin world,
den can earn big money.

life's never fun,
its a competition,
you muz keep on fightin,
den you can always be in front.

you fall behind,
tad means you lose,
parents wunt even look at you,
tuition,tuition,
so they'll say,
tell mi how much you need,
we'll tryta find a way to pay.

ppor child wit other gifts,
likes sparts n arts and dancin feet,
you'll never get a chance to see how far you can go,
mindless education the gahmen'll drag you in tow.

you get pushed in so many ways,
your inner gift's never get a chance to play,
you'll earn big bucks being hollow within,
its cuz you've never knew the gifts you came here with.

into the mundane plave of hidden poverty,
where face matters more den common sensitivity,
whereyou cant let others look down on you,
stigmatised in everythin you do.

den you wonder wad's it all fer,
throw ya hands up,stomp on the florr,
madly tearin your hair out,your teeth you'll gnaw,
the answer's simple!you were bron in SINGAPORE!

the gahmen owns you,
you're this island scarce resource!
mindless educated robots,
we'll be shipped to various shores.

at the same time we import FTs,
whose ideas "help us change our ways"
the only diff btw is,
they had a chance to become who they be.

so the gahmen cries out fer creative minds,
this pple we so need to find,
to grow and nuture so we can see,
who our potential leaders mite be.

but to slove the prob,
the revamp the edu system,
till everyone comes like lookin like identical cisterns,
wit qualifications shinin so bright,
they still end up in menial positions cuz of no foresight.

is its tad hard to see?
or is it juz mi,
am i an errant,
infidelity?

hahah.
there's more.
but im too lazy to type alrea.
dam angsty now.
sighz.
bye alls.