``Love me. Hate me. I'm still me.

Books left open

Papers ready to be filled up

But mind is just too stuck up

I see the papers

That's only filled with colours

Colours that bloom like the roses

I just can't imagine how blank-er can I be

With this thought that's in me

I still remember the toad at the side of the road

That made me ran up the hill just to give it a kiss

I thought that it was true
All the fairytales and clue

But it just turns out to be something untrue

Unreal and unbelieveable

Is just something I like to mumble

Like it or not

I'm something you're not

And I don't think you're hot!
You're cooler than hot but you're hotter than cool

So just admit that you're a fool

I would like to thank the people I met

And also the ducks that quek

I know I'm mad

But great, I'm not sad

Cause definately mad is way better than sad! =D