Poem of the Day:


For all the Fake Friends


This face you see,
Is but a mask.
Who said our friendship was meant to last?
I'm showing you the boy you think you want to see,
But it's not really me.
I thought I knew you,
and vice versa.
Turns out,
It's just not true.
Your probing questions,
Your furtive manner,
Make me want to hit you with a spanner.

Tim'05

Choonage: The Observatory - Killing Time