Growing up

The younger I

With a pair of eyes

Looking around curious

Hearing the name I

Carry all my life

Learning to walk

Trying so hard to talk

Every step that I take

Just like having a wars

With gravity

Wearing the cloths

That belongs somebody

Too big for my body

Like it or not

It's not always choice

Dropping tears

Trying to looks the same

Like everybody else

Then I realise

I learn to blame

Growing up

With that same name

Some of the lesson I learn

Not only in the classroom

But from the hurts I hide

Sometime I imagine

My life like a white paintings

Holding the brush

Trying to paint myself

I can't believe it's grey

Let go your brush , my son

Let go your hurts , my child

Lean on me

& you will see

There's colours in Me!!

Written By Felix Chai

5th Jan 2001