Confessions of a Cereal Killer

Dear Nobody,

I was going through some old junk in my room the other day, and I came across a diary entitled ‘My Poem Book’. This ‘Book’ is actually chock-full of lame-ass poems that were mostly written before I’d started bleeding between my legs (read: period). Don’t worry, i won’t make you read them (poems=*yawn*, I know) but I found a poem I had written for myself when I was about 14 years old, that clearly illustrates what a narcissist I was even back then!!

‘Therese’ by Therese Yeow written 26/8/99

There is a beautiful girl named Therese

And the beauty that flows from her had never cease

Her hair doesn’t even have a single bit of grease

And she’s well mannered, too, always saying ‘please’

She’s kind with animals, especially geese

And she loves greens too, like trees

A poem named ‘Therese’ written by Therese for Therese. Goodness, I should’ve been ashamed of myself! At least now when I put on makeup and lurk in dark places I look like Ryoko Hirosue(eheh at least my own bf thinks so!) but last time I was a total lame nerd meets ugly fuck. I think even my ever-loving boyfriend would not be able to argue that statement. And not to mention the complete dungu way i wrote it. It HAD to rhyme at the end of every line. And the part about being ‘kind with animals’, well people who know me better know that I’m PETA*’s biggest fan. Plus, no need to mention about the last line. ‘she loves greens too, like trees’?? Like, wtf?! Oh man, I was such an idiot!

But there is a love poem I wrote last year, that I personally thought was quite tolerable. I think that had something to do with the person who inspired this one. I am sharing this poem with you, but if you think poems (or rather, my poems) are not your ‘thang’ you need not read it. It’s pretty understandable actually, especially if you’ve read the one above.

(untitled) by Therese Yeow written 6/1/04

In my mind you run

Your image immaculate like the sun

To the edge I’m driven

Craving for your attention

Deep into my heart you reach and hold

Consuming me body and soul

Right down to the core

I’m yours

Yours

Forevermore

Touching? Damn lame? Obsessive? Psycho bitch? Haha…I’d like to think it’s all of the above. Oh man, I am such a desperado.

The ‘Poetic’ One: Signing off - peace out, readers!

*PETA- People Eating Tasty Animals

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