Really...96

I was born on 9th of june, it as beautiful as the moon;

i wasn't born on noon, it happen in small delivery room.

if my mum didn't pregnancy, she still can wear bikini;

here i tell you a little story, what i gonna say is a reality.

Back to nineteen-eighty eight, my mum was quite suffocate;

she hope she can jump on jet, run away from all of that.

though she still doing fine, is just the matter of time;

my mum is very kind, she said having me like having the sunshine.

she still remember that day, the doctor is a malay, my mum was quite scared;

she didn't know what the doctor say, she worry something might happen to her little Beh.

things turn out is a good news, is just i got an extra little finger nail;

she doesn't care how people feel, she think i am really cute.

soon i get older, peoples start talking about my finger,

they think i am a monster, they don't care if i get anger.

this isn't my fault, is just the gift from God,

i just as normal as you pal, i hope i can say it loud.

they say i am imperfect, i am really upset;

my mum console me when i sad, she said i am imperfectly perfect.

now i am an adult, i don't mind the assault;

i want to show it out, i don't care the result.

i am happy when my mum encourage me, i am glad i born at this family,

laughing is all u can see, i think they have set me free.

this is just a funny story, it depend on the way you see;

i just want to bring some glee, oh please, do love me.

9th of june is my birthday, is been long time i haven't celebrate;

if i say i deserve a kiss for that day, i think it is quite fair.