My Relations: Written Originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 28th June 2011, Tuesday, 10:30 p.m.-11:30 p.m.
Summertime passed by,
I bid my family goodbye;
To say I’m not depressed it’s a lie,
However I’m not that stupid to make myself die.
I’m going to a place,
Farther than I imagined;
Don’t want people to see my face,
It’s because of them my life has ruined.
If I say many I only meant a couple,
Both whom I loved and both whom made me stumble;
First one couldn’t decide between me and her,
Second one, oh, just made me suffer.
If I say relations I meant relationships,
Relations as in related to a person or more
(And I just can’t take it anymore);
I learnt that humans give me hardships,
Not only to the heart but also eyesore.
You’ll not see me love committing,
With all of my pasts so hurting;
In fact I’m the one, who ended everything,
As I don’t see benefit in anything.
It’s not that I don’t have the curve,
As a woman I’m born superb;
There’s a third one that came to me,
Too bad he just wanted my body.
Since I meet no true love,
I’ve made my ultimate decision;
No use having such curve,
I honestly feel no affection.
I’m walking away from reality,
If I say family I only meant me;
I carry a surname but I don’t know where I originate,
I’m still unsure although someone told me I was thrown away.
All my life I lived in an estate,
With men working from date to date;
They’re kind to me that I don’t hate,
But when they want my virginity I ran pass the gate.
Keeping my virginity alive is my pride,
Everything comes with a price;
If anybody wants to touch me I’d hide,
Till they walk away I’m not surprised.
It’s easy for men to look for a prey,
Too bad I’m not the same;
I won’t buy whatever they say,
It’s my mind they’d want to blame.
I’m leaving everything and people around me,
Not many like I said and nothing to be pleased;
I’m reaching this place – is it a chapel or a temple?
I entered by saying grace with my heart so humble.
My long hair falls bit by bit to the floor,
Soon my head turned bald;
That’s certainly not about all,
I spend most of my time in the hall.
This place gives me peace,
A chance for my inner self to release;
Being here I don’t recall a single thing,
When I’m alone I love to sing.
I lost contact with the outside world,
Everything is religious and natural;
Let them forget me as they tour,
My face, my body, and my habitual.
A nun is what God wants me to be,
Since the first day I was born ever so lonely;
I’ll live right here as long as life wants me,
Even if I die one day I’d still be free.
Every day I quietly meditate,
No one I'd imitate;
The nature in me just takes place,
As if it’s already written on my face.
I pray to God from day to day,
Hoping my relations will be gay;
I owe them nothing so nothing I ought to pay,
Life is better living off this way.
