summarize our lifes with photographs.
chapter one, click.. flash.
chapter two..
first chapter, perhaps our preschool.
if you even have memories of it now.
with a click of the camera,
the moment's framed up,
slipped into an album
memory, though vague, existing.
then we entered primary school,
crying for mummy.
yes, click. it's chapter two.
and it goes on.
chapters after chapters.
click.
a chapter concludes,
and the next commences.
now,
our secondary school life's concluding again.
the memories seem to get clearer,
more significant.
and now we're here once again.
say cheese.
flash. faded off in black and white.
4-4's a memory deeply cherished
thanks. though im not always there.
day's are getting fucking unfortunate.
pardon my profanities.
everythings' just serving to wear down my tolerance.
now there's just that thin line.
they're leading me to doubt my choice.
just a lil more.
well my priorities lie in my studies now.
last entry til Os.
special thanks to marcus.
chill (:
ringgg."hey son, i'm...""yea i know, i'll lock the doors"my deepest apologies for my words
