The poem #04 (1990 – 1991)
I remember during my school days, I used to have many fabulous friends.
Those days were always almost full of funs, childish pranks and laughter.
But once we graduated, things no longer remain the same. Some
decided to go oversea for further studies while most worked
or joined the army. Sometimes I still called them
out for a little chat. But most were
always not at home, or just simply
too busy. And the rest of
them claimed that only after
a year or so
they could not
The story behind this poem
I wasn’t very popular in school so I am not at all surprise that none of my “friends” wanted to “keep in touch” with me after graduating.