On My Romance with Chemistry

Graduated high school with a 93 score
Second in class. Eleventh overall
To myself I said, what a way to end
Hope this goes on as university begin

Here comes results of university examinations
Qualified for engineering as I passed with flying colors
That's not the plan however
As communication was a bread and butter
Signed up with Liberal Arts except for one I discover

To wear a SKIRT (I repeat, a SKIRT) as a uniform
One thing I myself will never ever conform
Made me feel dizzy, from my head to the core
Had no choice but to take Ch.E as a major

And so my romance with Chemistry began
The periodic table was my alphabet all-year round
All the neurons in my brain working as one
Even butterflies in my stomach still alive, having fun

Then, (all of a sudden) PH level though started to rise
Acidity all over couldn't be confined
Test tubes, flasks, and beakers started to break
Even the centrifuge I was using seem to contaminate

Reality dawned on me like it was some residue
Needed a perfect solvent to dissolve some solute
Rediscovering, reinventing, recalculating my every move
Only one experiment left for chemical imbalance be proved

Seemed like Ch.E and I had no chemistry
Decided to abort and pursue the first love of me
The original plan was to become a radio jockey
Which saw the possibility and exposed me on TV

Here I am right now, telling you my story
Hope it inspires you to do what you wanna do, be who you wanna be
Despite the failed covalent bonding with chemistry
There's no regret to have experimented with it
And I still think of it periodically

Oh how I loved Chemistry
It's just that, we weren't meant to be
That's all I can share on my romance with thee


(It's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all)