The following song can only make me think of my ex-housemate michelle. We didn't start off as friends, i had my reasons for not liking her, and she had hers. The old adage never judge a book by its cover, phhhtt. It's an understatement, reading the content page is not enough. She is a true friend indeed.



If i were to describe her in the shortest description possible, i'll say 'bittersweet'. Those who know her know what i mean .



How did i come to relating this song to her? well, there was one time, after the exams, when everyone had gone home (from the on-campus hostel) and we're the last few to leave. I was playing my list of songs from my laptop in the common area. It happened to shuffle to this song. I had a hunch, and asked her to listen to the song and she really did ended up crying.



Life, up til that point, hadn't really been fair to her. I remember another fond friend of mine once said, "Life is never fair", but did it have to be unfair? Thinking back, is there really a shade of grey between fair and unfair? Here's the lyrics of the song :



This Used to Be My Playground

by

Madonna



This used to be my playground

This used to be my childhood dream

This used to be the place I ran to

Whenever I was in need

Of a friend

Why did it have to end

And why do they always say



Don’t look back

Keep your head held high

Don’t ask them why

Because life is short

And before you know

You’re feeling old

And your heart is breaking

Don’t hold on to the past

Well that’s too much to ask



This used to be my playground [used to be]

This used to be my childhood dream

This used to be the place I ran to

Whenever I was in need

Of a friend

Why did it have to end

And why do they always say



No regrets

But I wish that you

Were here with me

Well then there’s hope yet

I can see your face

In our secret place

You’re not just a memory

Say goodbye to yesterday [the dream]

Those are words I’ll never say [I’ll never say]



This used to be my playground [used to be]

This used to be our pride and joy

This used to be the place we ran to

That no one in the world could dare destroy



This used to be our playground [used to be]

This used to be our childhood dream

This used to be the place we ran to

I wish you were standing here with me



This used to be our playground [used to be]

This used to be our childhood dream

This used to be the place we ran to

The best things in life are always free

Wishing you were here with me