Tommy at Breakfast
Written originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 6th June 2013, Thursday, in my room at home, laying on the mattress, it's now
8:42 p.m. and for the first time, I forgotten to time myself from when I started writing and ended it. For this poem, I won't state the end since it doesn't have a beginning. Thank you, all.
"Tommy, Tommy,
Why aren't you eating breakfast?"
"Daddy, Daddy,
I'm thinking and I'll not eat first."
This is a story,
On a boy named Tommy;
He thinks that this country,
Is all year round lazy,
Not that unique,
And not pretty in physique;
He loves his family,
But how he wished elsewhere he lived.
Do I've to pity him?
For thinking like this?
Just let him be,
Knowing that he's lonely.
I've no choice but to write about him,
I dreamt him and he rings my limb;
If I could ever make him believe,
That I'm the only one existing.
Maybe Tommy deserves this,
He does many great things;
He cares others and himself least,
He doesn't mind not having a feast.
How much he thought over breakfast,
Usually people would choose to eat first;
Choose milk or Milo to quench the thirst,
Away they go traveling to their workplaces.
Little Tommy isn't that little,
But he loves to mingle and riddle;
His friends always want a double,
He has been good with any title.
What made Tommy thinks so?
His mind or his soul?
Are we his friends in the know?
Or is there an answer from snow?
I wonder how old is he,
Thinking so much like me;
How I wished not to be,
It scares me to pee.
I'm not a bad person,
I don't change to season;
I do have my own reason,
Do I've to tell you a dozen?
Why should I tell?
If you would only yell?
I did go to Hell,
Why am I still now well?
Back to Tommy,
Boy, you're stormy;
You had me dreamt dirty,
And not to forget a puppy.
How did you know all about it?
The sex, money, study, and puppy?
It was like a marketplace and it,
Thank you for making me happy.
If only I could tell you everything,
You'd not have trusted a thing;
I know I've strong imaginary,
None is actually not scary.
Can I not be Tommy?
I don't want to think;
I want to only blink,
It's okay if I'm ugly.
I need a better tomorrow,
Cut off all of my sorrows;
Shoo away all of the crows,
Make me fly like a sparrow.
The pain is attacking me,
I may meet Tommy early;
Begin to feel very sleepy,
Oh, bring me to my teddy.
My Mommy and Daddy,
I'm so sorry;
You're my dearest family,
But all I've is only me.
"Hello, Tommy,
This is me;
I don't wanna dream,
Can you not make me think?"
Will anyone forgive me?
For the child I've in me;
He's not a somebody,
He just likes melancholy.
Tommy, Tommy,
Once my tortoise;
Did you go to Greece?
Met my favorite player already?
I'll keep his name with me,
He doesn't even know me;
I used to literally admire him,
So much so just on TV screen.
How much have I grown!
Still unable to carry my own;
I would've chosen and flown,
And not feeling so alone.
It's now June,
There goes a year;
He's not my peer,
I'm just his tune.
He has forgotten me,
I know this has to be;
He doesn't care about me,
How dare he said he liked me!
In love and having kids,
They're beyond my needs;
I've seen nightmares today,
Both study time and play.
Oh, Tommy,
Please forgive me;
I'm so sorry,
I don't mean it.
Lord, please guide me,
I don't wanna be silly;
I don't want wrongdoing,
I don't wanna be boring.
What can I do?
I need a living;
I'm breathing,
I still do poo.
Enough of saving, Tommy,
I wanna go for a quick pee;
See you later or slowly;
You should know in not in glee.
I've done my best already,
My life is just a parody;
I'm a clown and a baby,
Will people laugh because I'm funny?
Suddenly, Daddy came interrupting,
"Tommy, Tommy eat your breakfast,
No more waiting,
I don't want this to be a curse."
Tommy is awakened all along,
"Yes, Daddy,
I'll eat;
But I still think,
That this country is lazy."
He lets her sleep,
And again, she met him;
As usual with a kiss greet,
Her new adventure is to begin,
Will it ever end?
Does she have a plan?
Will she enter the lion's den?
Hope not for again and again.
