date: Wednesday, March 23, 2005 @ 8:09 pm
title: Woe..
Woe to me, confused and despair.
Walking inside of SA pair in pair.
Dreamt of you, oh Saints.
But in turn, insane.
Love for the college has gone cold.
Left only the rundown old floor.
Core of the college is to serve,
But I'm there in reserve.
Seen my pals and comrades,
what we exchanged were 'are you ok?'
Cold is what I became,
Come with glory and fame,
until today is nothing, but faint.
Woe me not, for I have changed.
Cut my hair for exchange,
contemplating for my change,
I decided an extreme change.
Not more marriage to any chains,
with just want a complete changed.
Exchanged kisses with my date,
Bidded her farewell in many shames.
' I always love you,' is what I say,
but I sway away from where I stay.
Woe is not my say.
Woe is not my say.
