Joel Jonas Tan Ngee.

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Thursday, May 22, 2008

I remember singing this song,
like, 3 1/2 years ago.
In front of the primary six cohort,
with that cute lil group we formed,
what did we call ourselves?
J5, rofl.
And than receiving the best performance award,
and later on going back home,
with my mind only thinking of one word
which was : Play.

I couldn't relate to this song then,
now i can.

So much of fun, joy and laughter during that time.
A world where you needn't worry that anyone would stab you in the back,
or where people do nasty things cause they dislike you.
A place where mistakes were forgiven.
Simple by saying sorry.

Politics is just like a game.
You don't play it well, you're suicidal.
You play it well yet you'll be full of worries.

Tear my heart open,
I Sew myself shut,
and my weakness is,
..that i care too much,
and my scars remind me,
that the past is real.

What's the difference between a reason and an excuse?
You're still trying to cover up for your mistake.
I think i care too much,
i think too much.


This year's June holiday's won't be fun at all.
May this two years of my life pass as fast as possible.

I'd do anything,
if i could go back in time,
and be that 12 year old boy on stage,
Singing that song,
with a heart full of joy.

Joel.

there are many better people out there,
compared to the bad one's you've met.
Aren't you lucky enough,
to have a few good one's by your side..?