Friday, June 04, 2004 :::  

Singing in my head.. 

*Some long thing I wrote. Still applicable, but it's quite... lenghty   =P*


Oooh.. Am I someone special to anyone on earth?
Do I make a difference in people's life
Make an IMPACT?


I read
My testimonials
And of course, they made me smile..
But why, dont I feel
Like I'm SOMEONE?


I know, you would say:
"Get a life, friendster isn't everything",
Hey you! Of course I know that...
You got it right,
You got it right,
Friendster MADE me think,
think about stuffs.
And then, I feel..
So normal,
So plain.

Oh, Oh, oh..
Am I someone like this?


Oh-so-normal-you-can-find-millions-of-people-like-me?

Oh, no, no..


Someone-that-isn't-worth-much-because-many-people-are-way-better-than-me?

Oh, no, no, no...

What? You say "No"?


Then why don't I get thank you notes?
What about appreciative emails?
Phone calls?
Gestures?
Why didn't anything make me feel
"Wow, I touched someone's life today"
Nothing at all
Why oh why..


I don't go around
Hinting and asking for appreciation
Oh yeah yeah..
What would people think?
Why would I want to do that?
DOH! It's insincere;
We're suppose to give SINCERELY
And, I don't go around CHOOSING who to be nice to,
Tom, Dick, Harry, Jack, and Jill
It just comes,
Oh.. It just comes..


So yes, the story is about
Me reading the testimonials
And it made me think
Made me think hard
Oh yes,
It is rational thoughts, oh, rational thoughts:

Oh, oh, oh...
Am I THAT ordinary?
Don't I ever matter MUCH to anyone?
Am I just a mere existance on earth
Or I AM (was once) da bomb in people's life,
In peoples life
(Da bomb... In people's life)

Ooooooh, I wonder
Am I NO MORE than just:


Friendly friendly friendly,
Talketive, talketive, talketive,
Bubbly, bubbly, bubbly...
(well sorta)

Am I NO MORE than just:

Me, my name,
my age, my gender,
I'm friendly, talketive, and cheerful...

So tell me..
Why
Don't I feel
that I leave an IMPACT in people's life?
that I actually helped someone A LOT?

I don't ask
For 'thank you notes'
But if I deserve it
you will give it to me..
You will do it
When u do it,
Oh no, no..
I don't go out asking
Asking to be rewarded...


Not that I
Wana stand out from the crowd;
Not that I
expect to gain credits for everything;
Not that...


It's a feeling
A weird feeling
The feeling of being taken for granted
And yes, it's a mixture of feelings.
It's weird.


Why why tell me why..
La la la la la la la..


Am I really
Really someone so easily forgotten?
Am I really insignificant?
Am I?


No one, seems to be grabbing me tight,
Tight and not wanting to let go off me,
Like how pirates grab on to their treasure..
Not even once, in my life I felt that.
The closest oh thing,
Was the feeling
of someone trying to wrap me up.
Oh yeah, yeah..
But then I realised,
That someone, was taking
Taking forever to wrap me up

Oh, oh, oh..
Am I really
Really someone so easily forgotten?
Someone so insignificant?
So unworthy?
Am I?

Would people cry during my funeral?
Would people think
the world would be less meaningful without me?
Am I someone VERY TRUELY 100 percent important to anyone?
Do I matter a lot to anyone?
La la la la..
Oh, Do I?


Oh yes, I know you will ask or say:
"You know, you think too much"..
I too wonder IF i need too much reassurance,
But to tell you the truth
I, am being very rational here.
Ra-tio-nal..


No. No. No.
No, this is NOT a negative message from me.
I am feeling per-fectly OK.
Just that, I've been thinking..
Just thinking..


So who am I?
What am I?

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