sonnet 40

oh no...pn. loo is calling d names,
matilah saya(die lah); siaplah saya( i'm forever done);
i hope that i can score as high as in the computer games,
but half of the marks in my paper 1 is already gone.
my hands are wet and my heart is jumping up and down,
and i wished that i won't fail, closing my eyes;
then the teacher called my name wif a little frown,
i saw the number "40" on my paper, which it lies.
thank god that i've passed my physics paper-
even though i cannot get a good grade;
but things are beginning to get much better,
and now i've given a new hope in fate.
the conclusion from my story is: you don't need to climb a hill,
but just to wish sincerely for something to happen, and it will.