Piece of bread

Piece of Bread
by Stickz Ang

A year gone like the wind blows,
A new year perched my window.
Like a piece of bread I am,
Freshly made from flour,
Ready to grow mouldy again.

The sun set five seconds ago,
Some place else,
The sun rolls into the sky.
Dough I am tired,
I shall rise again like the tide.

Water falls from the heavens,
Never into my cup.
For the coffee i drink,
Is not the rain of pureness,
But to go with my bread.

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Dunno why but alot of blogs have self-written poems so i decided to do one in my free time.
Anyway, lets talk about my school life - it can be summrised into two words: "It suxZor!", that is if u count 'suxZor' as a word.
School is always fun, but the work is always there. It has been said that Singapore students are freaking good in the exams as compared to 'Ang Mohs' but suxZor in the real world. Why?
Issit because Singaporeans all 先甜后苦 but the 'Ang Mohs' all 先苦后甜?
But if u look carefully, the reason why 'Ang Mohs' dont do well in thier exams (as students) is because they DotA and WoW whole day long. But though they suck at exams, they PWN all of us in the real world, become world beaters, inventors, famous sciencetists etc etc. Its more like 先甜后甜 to me.
So why study? Why bother mug and mug, in the end kenna PWN in the real world? Superficial stuff always is better!

Note: The above was just a dream i had, and dreams arent real because they are just a figment of our subconsious mind. And if you dont like my dream, please go read the very first post of this blog. :)
PS: I bet you wont read the 1st post of this blog.