yijie: Miss Leong

Alot of people ask me... What do i miss in marist stella.. Nothin.. Nothin is left there for me.. My friends have moved on, I had no feelings for the school, I hated my life there. I hate the teaching staff.. no,,,.. I hated almost all of the teaching stuff.. all but one.. But she left.. Up till today i still remembered her death, i upseted her, and i hated myself for it. Maybe thats y today, i still remain this morbit. Miss leong.. I'll miss u. This poem is 4 u...

My drinkin habit caused it to happen,
As i brought wine to school to play,
i didnt mean for it to happen,
how did things turn out this way.
As i looked back on the biggest regret of my life,
I really dont know what to say.
the very way u left me,
on my 15th birthday.
Y did u have to go?
it was so sudden,
i never really healed from that blow,
as my soul remained burdened.
was it the heart attack that wendy told me,
or was the cause of yr death really just me?
I'm really sorry,
i didnt mean it,
i would hav given anything,
for a chance to change it.
as i go to yr urn tear after tear,
i'll ponder,
how u once told me god will take u to havean,
Clear after Clear,
right now though,
i tink i hav made god mad,
fear after fear,
that i wont see u again in eternalty,
coz i maght be goin to hell,
but i'll miss u lots
dear after dear,
day after day,
month after month,
year after year.
i regret not apologising when i had the chance,
i hope u noe just how i feel.
if only u stayed a little more,
dear teacher,
the only lady i adore,
i'll keep my word about not drinkin,
though i may start smokin,
and i might be addicted to panadol pills,
but dont u worry,till the end,
i'll miss u still...